Slow Violence

When the moment comes to light the lost and it's eyes on you
Leaving us no legacy but residue
It's when you preach your promises like the filth was always there
Like we were always dead

If we could tread so lightly that the bait in my breath is done
Grind down, the grief gives way, justify just another one
The mourning ends, the maker mends and you feed it

And with your nothing words, stand by the lie, watch your saviour bleed
He said, "My son, they'll know you by the numbness in your knees"

If I could run the way your god conceals his gun

He'd know that for all your pride, well
We're all buried by the same slow violence
I'll take you with me, well
We're all buried by the sure decay, you lied

So give us something more than the wretch, than the pose of the penitent
And with a rapture wracked, spit back the impact in the garden
It's your Judas kiss, the shots don't miss, and you know it

Call for a binding, blade to the boy, and bite down until it's all done
Isn't this what you want? The man, the pyre, the only son

If I could run the way your god conceals his gun

He'd know that for all your pride, well
We're all buried by the same slow violence
I'll take you with me, well
We're all buried by the sure decay, you lied

So you can save your empty prayers for deaf ears
Keep your eyes front and listen, your sons are all singing Maria

And you can bleed your promises
And leech your covenant
But can't you hear it?
They're already singing Maria

For all your pride
For the lie that feeds the fire

For all your pride, well
We're all buried by the same slow violence
I'll take you with me, well
We're all buried by the sure decay, you lied (Maria)

For all your pride
(The way your god conceals his gun)
It's just the same slow violence, oh (Maria)
For all your pride
(Just the way your god conceals his gun)
It's just the same slow violence