Verse 1 Everywhere, bent crosses stand and fade, Shadows on the walls—they twist, evade. Rusty ideas polished to a wicked glow, Fear-fed poison planted deep below. Chorus And they do it all while you just sink, Caught in your outrage—afraid to think. Point your finger, call me the beast, But I’m the rat, the one unleashed. The truth’s my claws, my teeth, my flame, I’ll burn the dark; you’ll curse my name. Verse 2 They worship Cheese, in suits so fine, Pulling strings of kings—they draw the line. Your flesh and bone, their golden feast, Crushed to dust in the jaws of the beast. Chorus And they do it all while you just sink, Caught in your outrage—afraid to think. Point your finger, call me the beast, But I’m the rat, the one unleashed. The truth’s my claws, my teeth, my flame, I’ll burn the dark; you’ll curse my name. (grim rat, grim rat) Bridge They preach of love with swords in hand, Ashes fall, no righteous stand. March for “good,” die in the sand, Freeze in the snow, blood so grand. The world won’t change—it’s made to stay, They take the earth, heaven’s your pay. Verse 3 Pain and blood—they feed your soul, Screens and lies—they keep control. Why does the rat know truth yet deceive? Why does it harm while it grieves? We woke from death, and what did we do? Turned paradise into hell on cue. Chorus And they do it all while you just sink, Caught in your outrage—afraid to think. Point your finger, call me the beast, But I’m the rat, the one unleashed. The truth’s my claws, my teeth, my flame, I’ll burn the dark; you’ll curse my name. (grim rat, grim rat)