Division from Consumption by Cemetery Lights

Tracklist

3.	Division	3:51

Lyrics

These folk
A fickle and paranoid horde
Spread utterance of discord
Act judge and jury
Of those abhorred

See
How they avert their eyes
In shame holding close their lies
In place of suffering
Brothers in Christ

Desire
For a peace which evades
Never will a blessed day
Be found amidst
Their crooked ways

And now
They draw close
To pronounce their boast,
"Something must be done
To still this Phantom's approach"