Saintseneca - Pillar of Na Timshel

Lyrics

Your supplications could supply cash enough
to suck up even to the worst luck
So if I'm longing for all the wrong things
I shouldn't long linger on such

Good hearted christians
whip out their weapons
push them against some sinner’s side
Well wishing witches
were something with which to burn your sins and sticks alike

You're conspicuous
So I pick you up
gonna push you against these teeth
So if you want me
get out and grapple
the flavor of the eater is sweeter to the apple

I was hoping we would open
nothing of this sort
Without warning we would join in
and how the blood would pour
though you're Abel still unstable
I would be your Cain
Oh
No one takes your time
No one but I