Humanity feast again upon the bittersweet agony    Blameful souls made to serve the persevence    Carving out the innocence bit by bit    See the unpure flesh burn       My morphine is your disbelief    Your lack of knowledge, your fear of pain, your human weakness.    An endless search for peace of mind, never resting.    My morphine is your disbelief    An idol nailed upon the cross misleading thousands    Your belief in divinity, your weakness is your fear of God.       This is the modest modern Messiah    Serving all the blinded all the mislead    This is the modest modern Messiah    Thorned and weak       Religion, your weak excuse for living    Denying a lying world you're blinded    You follow treason till the end    But your son of nothing fades       My morphine is your disbelief    An idol nailed upon the cross misleading thousands    Your belief in divinity, your weakness is your fear of God.       This is the modest modern Messiah...       Cant you see him for the lie that he really is?    An illusion of past cravings    No longer required in this dying world    Your sins did not die with him