nail

the deaf find freedom in their fate
the mute find a voice in their hate
the blind see what you want them to see
the sheep become what you want them to be

distorting the truth through an unfocused lens
i don't know if i want to be born again
i'd rather live my life empty and numb
if i change i'm afraid of what i might become

push it in
stick it in
mouth the words of your confession

dig it in
ram it in
take out the sting of your aggression

force it in
press it in
strap on the bonds of your addiction

drive it in
nail it in
becoming god through crucifixion

a face that only the blind may see
a chain from which only the slaves are free
a price that only the poor can meet
the truth sounds sick but the lies are sweet

nail...

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