Do

you

know

your

de-

mons?

Do

you

yearn

for

pain?

Do

your

le-

thal

ad-

dic-

tions

to

self-

pre-

scrip-

tions

numb

the

ache

of

the

dar-

kest

days?

Why

do

you

blame

the

world

for

the

ghost

you

have

be-

come

when

you

should

blame

no

one

but

your-

self

for

your

self-

de-

struc-

tion?

Sword

swal-

lo-

wers!

The

pills

have

a

way

of

ma-

king

us

hol-

lo-

wer.

Ad-

dic-

tion

to

emp-

ti-

ness.

Beg-

ging

for

o-

pi-

oid

u-

to-

pi-

a.

Gro-

vel

at

the

feet

of

your

fa-

ther.

Che-

mi-

cal

Christ!

Hea-

ven

is

a

ni-

hi-

list

pa-

ra-

dise.

A

loa-

ded

gun

with

no

trig-

ger,

an

it-

chy

hand

with

no

fin-

gers

claw

out

the

eyes

that

cry

for

re-

lief.

God

is

gone.

He

left

his

bro-

ken

crea-

tures.

So-

lemn

vic-

tims

of

self-

de-

feat.

Che-

mi-

cal

Christ!

Of-

fer

your

souls

to

sac-

ri-

fice.

Che-

mi-

cal

Christ!

Hea-

ven

is

a

ni-

hi-

list

pa-

ra-

dise.

Gro-

vel

at

the

feet

of

your

fa-

ther.

Sword

swal-

lo-

wer,

make

us

hol-

lo-

wer.

Why

do

you

blame

the

world

for

the

ghost

you

have

be-

come

when

you

should

blame

no

one

but

your-

self

for

your

self-

de-

struc-

tion?

Sword

swal-

lo-

wers!

The

lord

has

a

way

of

fin-

ding

his

fol-

lo-

wers.

Ob-

si-

di-

an

fe-

ver

dreams

of

end-

less

pur-

ga-

to-

ry.

Gro-

vel

at

the

feet

of

your

fa-

ther.

Che-

mi-

cal

Christ!

Of-

fer

your

so-

uls

to

sac-

ri-

fice.

Che-

mi-

cal

Christ!

Hea-

ven

is

a

ni-

hi-

list

pa-

ra-

dise.

Why

do

you

blame

the

world

for

the

ghost

you

have

be-

come

when

you

should

blame

no

one

but

your-

self

for

your

self-

de-

struc-

tion?

Why

do

you

blame

the

world

for

the

ghost

you

have

be-

come

when

you

should

blame

no

one

but

your-

self

for

your

self-

de-

struc-

tion?