Spitting deceit, telling your lies
Taking a seat at the Judas Cradle
Lowered down in a frenzy of flies
The suffering of Cain is enabled
Sew your mouth shut stitched up tight
Dream only of darkness and terror
We'll slice off your tongue in the dead of night
To show off the price of your error
Spilling dust from mummified cries
Setting your deceptions on the table
Those words you use to open up eyes
Seats you on the Judas Cradle
Sew your mouth shut stitched up tight
Dream only of darkness and terror
We'll slice off your tongue in the dead of night
To show off the price of your error
Spitting up blood and distortion
As you sit on the throne of the damned
Having a new one torn open
Into you this lesson is rammed
Those who spit their evil fables
Will tell their lies no more
After they sit on the Judas Cradle
Spilling their guts on the floor
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