The fifth best song on the album. Inspired by Dream Theater, Avenged Sevenfold, Ghost, and Nospūn.

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[Verse 1]
Unholy waters in a lustful baptism
The dark lord inside us all
Uncharted means, a hateful eroticism
Reject The One above in His call

A simple matter still in procreation
A misunderstood mass would fall
A mortal need is met with condemnation
A matter of control so He stands tall

[Chorus]
Come, Unmaker
Break our chains
Gagged to ascendence
Forced to obey

And as we always hear that “He is coming”
Inside us we all know that it’s a lie
The lust inside of us still keeps us running
From the day that we were born, until the day that we die

[Verse 2]
Find my glory in the pit
He is one of us, and to him we obey
Encouragement of all our sins
Frightened to indulge, but my fear is washed away

The cream of life in death
Gaining what we lost, giving into our desires
Holy work above, only breeds a final breath
On the day “He comes”, we know our work is dire

[Alt Verse 1]
“It sells, you’ll be nothing without Us
Wet you down until you’re Ours
Get down, open wide, in Us you trust
Your body and your mind, your blood until it sours

Your heart must beat with Ours
Preach Our dogma at the corner of streets
The death of your kind isn’t great enough to cower
Don’t you mortals need to eat?”

[Alt Verse 2]
“A simpleminded cretin like you
You think you can stop Our design?
You mean nothing if your body’s made anew
Or did you forget the deal you signed?

You’re Mine, your body’s Mine
Your soul is Mine and theirs is too
To spread to gospel among
Is the only thing you should be able to do”

[Chorus]
Come, Unmaker
Break our chains
Gagged to ascendence
Forced to obey

And as we always hear that “He is coming”
Inside us we all know that it’s a lie
The lust inside of us still keeps us running
From the day that we were born, until the day that we die

[Bridge]
I beg you, no more lust
This power has to end
In Him I swear I trust
My body’s not to sin

[Chorus]
Come, Unmaker
Break our chains
Gagged to ascendence
Forced to obey

And as we always hear that “He is coming”
Inside us we all know that it’s a lie
The lust inside of us still keeps us running
From the day that we were born, until the day that we die

The lust for power from above reigns greatly
The lust for free will from below reigns more
The “prostitution” of the maker’s clergy
To The One above they still remain His whore