gutted.. confessions for the youth to weaken resistance gutted?.. for a god, his dead slaves no light of god, i choose madness gutted children of faith inside the well of life, poison diseases fortune for the herding of the throne common are the bleeding dying entrails of what used to be their reasoning don't forgive my sins, i'm not your son with pride i stand alone from the cross
nails through flesh, beckon me not for i will not pray gutted.. as he guts his children, i will not be forgiven gutted children the weakened savior turns to the worthless ma**es, claims their minds, owns their thoughts and owns their souls a delite to herd his sheep as he guts his children, i will not be forgiven gutted children