Saviours

(album: Poison The Parish - 2017)

You think you know what this world is about
But nothing grows in the desert when you covet the drought
And you believe everything is alright
It's plain to see you're pretending now with all of your might

And I hope you wither out
Fuck you and your fake adoration

Hooray for the saviours who prey on the prayers
And drink of the well as they give fuel to the fire
Your selfish behaviour a taste that you savour
You worship yourselves, you're all just bigots and liars

You kick and scream when you're being ignored
But no-one heeds aberration when the act is a chore
And I believe we have been here before
It's plain to see you are everything I hated you for

And I hope you wither out
Fuck you you're a poor imitation

Hooray for the saviours who prey on the prayers
And drink of the well as they give fuel to the fire
Your selfish behaviour a taste that you savour
You worship yourselves, you're all just bigots and liars

I hope you wither out
Fuck you you're a poor imitation

Hooray for the saviours who prey on the prayers
And drink of the well as they give fuel to the fire
Your selfish behaviour a taste that you savour
You worship yourselves, you're all just bigots and liars

Hooray for the saviours who prey on the prayers
And drink of the well as they give fuel to the fire
Your selfish behaviour a taste that you savour
You worship yourselves, you're all just bigots and liars