Our Blood
If I went down into hell would I find a better you
Would you string up my children
Nail my picture to a cross and erase my name
Let me ask you
If I went down to hell
Would I find a better me
Would you string up my children
Hang my body from your ivory tower
My noose is too high for me to reach
I can do this on my own
And all your little minions
What would they do if you told them the truth
You wanted me to see the whole wide world
But something was in your way
It was your old blood clotting in your veins
Oh I've opened these eyes to accept the one and only truth
You've been too far gone in all these lies
It's time for you to come clean
Heretics and leeches
They know not what he preaches
Heretics and leeches
They know not what he preaches
Oh I've opened these eyes to accept the one and only truth
You've been too far gone in all these lies
It's time for you to come clean
Heretics and leeches
They know not what he preaches
Heretics and leeches
They know not what he preaches
Our blood
Our blood
Our blood
I went down to hell
But something was in my way
It was my own blood pouring from me
To feed the flame walls of my prison
Tell me what do you see from your tower of ebony
A pale reflection of yourself looking up at you
Would you string up my children
Nail my picture to a cross and erase my name
Let me ask you
If I went down to hell
Would I find a better me
Would you string up my children
Hang my body from your ivory tower
My noose is too high for me to reach
I can do this on my own
And all your little minions
What would they do if you told them the truth
You wanted me to see the whole wide world
But something was in your way
It was your old blood clotting in your veins
Oh I've opened these eyes to accept the one and only truth
You've been too far gone in all these lies
It's time for you to come clean
Heretics and leeches
They know not what he preaches
Heretics and leeches
They know not what he preaches
Oh I've opened these eyes to accept the one and only truth
You've been too far gone in all these lies
It's time for you to come clean
Heretics and leeches
They know not what he preaches
Heretics and leeches
They know not what he preaches
Our blood
Our blood
Our blood
I went down to hell
But something was in my way
It was my own blood pouring from me
To feed the flame walls of my prison
Tell me what do you see from your tower of ebony
A pale reflection of yourself looking up at you
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Writer(s): Jesse Hammond
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