The Harlot's Lie - Novembers Doom

How great is the wise?

I thought that I knew her well

Don’t believe for a moments time

That I trusted the harlot’s lie

Many alive on this desolate day

Bound by a laughter I know

A familiar voice I hear

Trickery all in nature’s plan

You cannot fool me again

I have seen the mortar fail

I’ve always known it was you killing me

For I cater to your tragedy

What I need is to win this fight

And a weakness in the wall was found

Humility in your voice broke the ties

Again your strength has betrayed you

Fall to your knees, taste the blood of this earth

How do you pray?

Does he hear your words?

Swallowing pride, worshiping lies

I loathe all that you are

The sun will not rise this day

The advantage lies with you

Within the darkness of eternal black

I will never lose my way

Written in blood, fulfilled by man

This hunger for truth that drives

Within these walls, I fear the worst

And this simple faith divides

Fall to your knees, taste the blood of this earth

How do you pray?

Does he hear your words?

Swallowing pride, worshiping lies

I loathe all that you are

For the pitiful, where nothing shines upon

Your name will forever be victim

Of crimes beyond the word of man

Fall to your knees, taste the blood of this earth

How do you pray?

Does he hear your words?

Swallowing pride, worshiping lies

I loathe all that you are