"Flock Of Flesh" lyrics

Fallen hero lives through his past
Inflated ego makes you think he's coming back
Owned by many, abused by all
That dog stands for nothing
Offended, united we crawl

It's just good business to keep you sick
What doesn't kill you makes him rich

Your killer, your master
Bow your head and he'll noose your neck
Your master, your killer
Flock of flesh, you're going off the edge

Hide inside the states of denial as the page unfolds
We write the climax of the saddest story ever told
His eyes are warm, his blade is sharp
He's bleeding out, your bleeding heart

Your leader's just a cylinder of heads
All the same agenda, one deadly mind
Just like the chamber of roulette
The bullet, a matter of time

Your killer, your master
Bow your head, and he'll noose your neck
Your master, your killer
Flock of flesh, you're going off the edge, oh

Do I offend you, you're not alone
I'll stand uncorrected on your mountain of stones
Do I offend you, run on home
See if water from your tears will grow you a backbone

Oh
Flock of flesh
Bow your head
Flock of flesh

Oh
Flock of flesh
Bow your head
Flock of flesh