I am my own demise

I've become a monster
My heart knows nothing but war
I am the consequence of a failing system
The consequence of your control
A Frankenstein
Of a failed religion overdosed on
Endorphin worship and cell phone worship
Your selfie warship's in a neverending sea of self doubt

Maybe I'm listening to too much Emmure
Back to back with negative Eminem
Maybe I'm sick of hypocritical Christians
Claiming that I'm living a life of sin
Maybe I'm jaded cause my wife divorced me
Can't seem to kick this depression
Maybe I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders
But I never fear

Ha ha ha!
Well I'm no Tim Lambesis

Still I'm sorry Mattie Montgomery but I'm Peter chopping ears
There's just a few unspoken words that I feel I have to clear
Attila wants to go and call out For Today
Well that's the two most poetic words that I've heard Fronzilla say

Eliminate the lack of an attack
When I backtrack
Back to the point of impact and adapt
Subtract the fact that I'm trying to get to Hell
Just to spit in the Devil's face
Oh well

My only deliverance
Now embraced in conflict
I am the catalyst
A heart trapped in the days of a better time [?]
Reborn through failure
My grasp slips further from the self that I tried to save

Drop it!

This life is a paradox
An example must be set
This life is a paradox
An example must be set
This life is a paradox
An example must be set
This life is a paradox

Let's overturn the tables and we'll burn this church to the ground

Oh
I'm sick of wasting my life
And throwing my gifts unto swine
I harbor so much pain inside (you burned our family down)
I'm sick of wasting my life
And throwing my gifts unto swine
I harbor so much pain
You burned her family down