The path of least resistance
Has been wearing thin
Your ignorance is not
A substitute for bliss
Feign your wounds
Maybe one day you'll be hit by a car
Mistake the headlights for angels above
Become a convert in a cargo cult
Worship idols to the gaslight of misanthropes
I am in death
What I cannot be in life
Return the soul to the soil
Feign your wounds
False afflictions with no burden of proof
Pave the way
For the rise of a new theme
We can't survive without bargain bin deities