Gost Ligature Marks
They kneel on the false altar, they eat from the lord's hand
They prey on the tired hearts, they will spit in the hand they choose to take
Always playing the victim, always playing to kill (when no one will)
They gnaw, they maul the crowd, they are the crowd and we can see them now
Our hands lying desperately open, our hands lying desperately still
You think you can scare them away, you believe they'll be taken away
But make no mistake they are here to stay, make no mistake they are here to stay
You want to hold me in sin
But can you hold me within
You want to let it all in
I want to watch it all end
It grows it burns the flesh, I hear it now I see it now
No one to second guess, your inquisitive breath always on my neck
Everyone secretly excites you, everyone pushing fear inside you
No warnings, just leave us here, no warnings just please us dear
They gnaw, they maul the crowd, they are the crowd and we can see them now
Our hands lying desperately open, our hands lying desperately still
You think you can scare them away, you believe they'll be taken away
But make no mistake they are here to stay, make no mistake they are here to stay
