Letra de Embodiment
Bow yourself down before your precious icon Deity of self suppression This effigy of flesh, corporeal Christi, nailed In submission to this false idol seeking deliverance From this spiritual hierarchy, downward spiraling A corrupt throne of repression and guiltOur will be done Thy kingdom will burnOn my knees before this tormented flesh in irreverence In communion with this parasitic host of virtuous divinity This imperious creed bears testament to the failures of our morality Righteous durance is our cross we bear in stations In stations of the lostOur will be done Thy kingdom will burn Thy kingdom burnOur will be doneRise, from your knees, arise Rise by your own hand Your god, your scribe Pray the Earth shall inherit the meek Pray, your god is deadWe're all bound down, in god, we're thrust Foul stature The icons embodied in flesh we nail In servitude to deities fashioned in our self-image Shadows of eternal strife cast by those who serve A crown of pawnsOur will be done Thy kingdom will burn Thy kingdom burnOur will be doneRise, from your knees, arise Rise by your own hand Your god, your scribe For the Earth shall inherit the meek Their god is dead