Dreamkiller

Measure up your success with a mouthful of faith
But I can’t trust faith when it’s taught with a stake
Your pulpit’s painted red
And damn the man who puts you out on the line
Swears that your fine when his book of direction is fake
How can you live this way?

Wicked soul, Listen close:
Greedy hands bury faith in the dirt with the worms
You will learn your true worth

Measure up your success with a mouthful of faith
But I can’t trust faith when it’s taught with a stake
I build up my shelter to defeat your wake
Your wake

This is not the way I die

I’ve been purging with a movement; this movement is true
And this time the movement is coming for you
Shapeshifter, Dream Killer
Send out the word: this is the purge coming for you

(Cory Brunneman of Through Arteries)
Well your blind to love, yet you preach a flood will take the hearts void of the “love” that your full of
And when the day has come and no one can ignore these awful acts you won’t deplore…
What will you stand for?

Stop with the smiles cause you’re selling them cheap
To compensate value of utter defeat
Your maker set judgment you’ll never be free
Abandon your brothers and turned to the thieves

This is now your tragedy

I’ve been purging with a movement; this movement is true
And this time the movement is coming for you
Shapeshifter, Dream Killer
Send out the word: this is the purge coming for you

It’s just a sick, sad, harrowing sin
You’re just a curse that takes what he can’t give

Dream Killer
Dream Killer
you stole the hearts of a million or more
Dream Killer
Dream Killer
betrayed the trust of the hopeful and pure