Falsehood Of Blasphemous Voices Lyrics & Chords By Ovid's Withering

"Interrogate the masses! Ignore all these starlit prophecies.
They're trapped upon the earth that crumbles before their eyes.
Disciples of slander! Beholders of throes!"
Excommunicated by the Unseen one
A heirarchy of malevolence birthed by the natural code of man
"You fall short of what is needed, and must pay severence to ensure penance. For I am the defiled god"
The skies will separate, the vale will fall to transmutation
Mind-built, a labyrinth
These never-ending choices
They beg to be led to their grave
Forced to breath all the lies from these blasphemous voices
Disciple, no matter the chosen path, they still have gone astray
And as the horrors beyond all creation appeared in droves,
Pan, the deamon of Shepherds and Flocks, let loose a cry of battle in ire
They will grieve to end this torture
Led blindly through fields of the sire to die
Wretched servants of Belial
Created and governed by the gods to renounce control
Follow the footsteps of the man who leaves no tracks
Trust the ways of the man who has no direction
GO
The skies will separate, the tides will turn in retribution
The oceans permeating, they inundate entire kingdoms
Relinquish the scourge of man
Mind-built, a labyrinth
These never-ending choices
They beg to be led to their grave
Forced to breath all the lies from these blasphemous voices
Disciple, no matter the chosen path, they still have gone astray
Gone, falling faster with every step
We are lost, we are failures
Sinking further with every breath
A tower of faltering faith
Falling faster with every step
We are lost, we are failures
Sinking further with every breath
A tower of faltering faith