There is no ladder Only the floor And the feast The call of noise Viper, chopper, viper, viper, chopper The carpenter built you a box and called it a soul (Box it!) Carved out the center to leave a worship-sized hole (Hollow!) Sold you the concept of "up" just to keep you below (Climb it!) Debt in your chest just to watch the guilt grow (Harvest!) The ladder is paper, the rungs are all made out of breath (Tear it!) Ghostwriting life on the back of a marketing death (Print it!) The priest is a parasite drinking the juice of your pain (Drink up!) Broke all your ribs just to offer a pat on the back They said, "Look up." Look at my teeth We make the altar feed here (Feed!) The system has no creed here (Gone!) Dirt in the palm of our hand (Our hand!) There is nothing left to kneel to (Nothing!) No throne and no cathedral (Nothing!) Teeth in the throat of the plan (The plan!) Rip it! Rip it! Rip it! The wall of noise Is hungry Stay in the fold We stayed hungry And swallowed them whole Tuesday morning, and the system is leaking its oil (Leak it!) Found the blueprint of heaven and buried the toil (Bury it!) The lock is a shadow, the key is a piece of your bone (Snap it!) The shepherd is nothing without all the fear he has sown (Reap it!) Threw the rosary into the gears and heard it scream (Listen!) Woke the machine from its long-suffering dream (Wake up!) The throne is a chair, and the king is a man in a mask (Unmask!) Nothing is sacred if you have the courage to ask They said, "Submit." To what? We make the altar feed here (Feed!) The system has no creed here (Gone!) Dirt in the palm of our hand (Our hand!) There is nothing left to kneel to (Nothing!) No throne and no cathedral (Nothing!) Teeth in the throat of the plan (The plan!) Rip it! Rip it! They sold you the cage To keep the hunger contained We ate through the bars And we liked the taste Permission isn't a gift It's the smell of a trap The master needs the subject More than the subject needs the master The shepherd doesn't guard the flock He guards his own hunger Using yours When you stop needing permission The whole architecture Collapses, Because you were the load-bearing wall The whole time. (Eat it) It tastes like victory The system needs your belief to exist (Pull it!) The master needs your fear to persist (Pull it!) Remove the subject and the throne is just wood (Just wood!) Remove the sinner and the saint never could (Never could!) You weren't the problem in their system (You were the fuel!) You were the engine and the victim (You were the fuel!) The god dies the second you stop looking (Stop looking!) The cage opens the moment you stop (Just stop!) We make the altar feed here (Feed!) The system has no creed here (Gone!) Dirt in the palm of our hand (Our hand!) There is nothing left to kneel to (Nothing!) No throne and no cathedral (Nothing!) Teeth in the throat of the plan (The plan!) Not saved Not waiting Not damned Not fading Just hunger And we are hungry Enough They needed you To believe in the cage You were the cage And now you know what that makes you
