Failure of the Devout

I am the heir of a damned kingdom
Born into a legacy of regret
Searching for the promise of salvation
Overwhelmed by the tides of our despair

Been pulled deep into chasm
By the grip of our desire, the grip of our desire
Must escape the weight of this depression
The choices that lead you to dismay

Who would save those who condemn themselves?
Cripple, cripple your own savior
The failure, the failure of the devout

Set in motion by final sacrifice
Change begun in the name of righteousness
Infiltrated by greed, lust and hatred
Once more corrupted by the hands of man

Been pulled deep into chasm
By the grip of our desire, the grip of our desire
Must escape the weight of this depression
The choices that lead you to dismay

Who would save those who condemn themselves?
Cripple, cripple your own savior
The failure, the failure of the devout

The handsome mask of the Devil
The lure of the cross of the dark
The handsome mask of the Devil
The lure of the cross

You violate the sacred with your greed
Prey upon the people's misery and needs
With your greed, with your greed, with your greed
I am the heir of this damned kingdom
Born into a life of regret
Searching for a promise that's no longer kept

Been pulled deep into chasm
By the grip of our desire, the grip of our desire
Must escape the weight of this depression
The choices that lead you to dismay

Who would save those who condemn themselves?
Cripple, cripple your own savior
The failure, the failure of the devout