Wraiths of Restitution

The awareness of your deficit

The judgement of your kin

The heralding of the absolute

And the constant deluge in sin

The wrathful pain we inflict

The grief and remorse that follow

The hate we purge in despair

And our ignorant, loathing stare

Are you better than me?

Tell me you're better than me

You're better than me?

You ain't better than me

Take off that shade of lies

So I can see that crying child

Lashed and hashed

And beat down, broken

Let it know that

Here's a soul

To feed off of

And bring back home

Wraiths of restitution

Keep up your evil evolution

We still see the mountain

Beckoning bloody revolution

Sit around and wait until

We climb

Laugh as we fall down and then

Hate ourselves

Bide the time by

Lying in our ears

Set the clock

And wake at dawn