The wake of tragedy
Muddy waters seem clear
Arrogance based on lies
Believing your own life
The sins of the father
The routine of the children
The blame lies with me
I called the locust
And the devil came running
Barren mother
Your child deserves better
Barren mother
There’s no salvation at thesе rusted gates
You are no f#cking queen
You arе no perfect child
You bite the hands that seem
To try and hold you all the while
Your fork tongue speaks lies
Your hips seduce eyes
Perfect smile/Glossy eyes
Mask your fear sewn skin
Let go of yourself
Beauty only skin deep
With ugly stains straight down to the soul
The blame lies with me
I called the locust
And the devil came running
Barren mother
Your child deserves better
Barren mother
There’s no salvation at these rusted gates
You are no f#cking queen
You are no perfect child
You bite the hands that seem
To try and hold you all the while
Barren mother
You should have known better
Barren mother
This hell inside your head
Is a mirror of your life
Temptress arrogance
You are no f#cking queen
You are no perfect child
You bite the hands that seem
To try and hold you all the while
You are no f#cking god
You’re just a spoiled child
You wrap your hands around
The necks who love you all the while
Barren mother
You should have know better
Barren mother
I called the locust
And the devil came running home
On your knees
Before your altar of filth
Queen for a day
A peasant for a lifetime
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