Epidemic

We are the epidemic
Our complacent god-ridden family
We are the...

We are the epidemic
Our complacent...

You hold me fixed
Like a corpse, inanimate

The quiet leech, you hold me
Like a loving fear
The quiet leech, draining
Draining the emotional trench

Swollen, our dream
Undoing ourselves
In his design

We are the epidemic
Our complacent god-ridden family
We are the epidemic