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