Well Intentioned Sons

Pay attention to the hand that will teach you rationale
And take part in the staging of your sanity
A choice between the gutter and the pit of your rapture
For everyone to question their normality
Is this truth your own?
How would you even know?
How would you even know?

In a ruin shaped as gravestones where the gravel drowns
The seed and rust drips from the statues of our fathers
Agitation flames your skin and leaves you asking for consent
Victory is the inheritance behind us
Is the truth your own?
How would you evеn know?
How would you even know?

And so it begins
Hooks molеsting, stretching
Twisting till they rip
Rip the authoritative bandage off of the wound

Look at us now
Well intentioned sons
Become our undesirable fathers

In the undisputed vacuum only terror will survive
It will hurt me more than it will hurt you
Feel the pressure from the teeth
When community prevails
Bite it hard or bite your poor solitude

Is the truth your own?
How would you even know?
How would you even know?

Look at us now
Well intentioned sons
Become our undesirable fathers

Look at us now
Look at us now
Well intentioned sons
Become our undesirable fathers
Look at us now
Look at us now