Converge - Antithesis Lyrics
Idle chatter sounds much better to the absent mind.
Govern me, kill thy master.
You will not enslave me.
The root is bitter but the fruit is sweet but not exempt from criticism.
Small pox friendship, you die I take.
Don't call me God because I don't have a disease.
What is cold to you is love to me.
Savior seething rolling you in.
Cherub in red said there's nothing to see here.
Hallowed be who art in heaven.
I refuse to call that fucker by name.
Other Lyrics by Artist
- Converge - No Heroes
- Converge - Dead Beat
- Converge - Cutter
- Converge - Slave Driver
- Converge - Cruel Bloom
- Converge - Wretched World
- Converge - Aimless Arrow
- Converge - Trespasses
- Converge - Tender Abuse
- Converge - Sadness Comes Home
- Converge - Empty On The Inside
- Converge - Sparrow's Fall
- Converge - Glacial Pace
- Converge - No Light Escapes
- Converge - Vicious Muse
- Converge - Losing Battle
- Converge - Damages
- Converge - Plagues
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