In Your Image

Consuming idols made of plastic
Consisting of spare parts
Some borrowed some new
To please the dead aesthetic
To command adoration
To kill one's self
To uphold perfection
To see and feel them
They all look just like you
Broken and frail

Please let us love your damage
A world made in your image

Oh look
How shiny and superficial
Marvel at this perfect sin
How pathetic to kill one's self
To uphold flawlessness
To conform
To obey
To see one sick truth
Perfection to see and feel them
They all look just like you
Broken and frail

Please let us love your damage
A world made in you image

Provide us with fear
Give us no hope
We are your slaves
In your image
You lead us into death

Lead us into death



Credits
Writer(s): Mike Bunting
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