Matt Zane - IAPM Lyrics

I pray to you oh great lust god

For you keep the meaning of the myths

and I know that you reign

So I still bow in the presence of your power

If only I could capture the illusions that you create

and hold the wonder of the flesh you animate

This self perpetuated recycled wheel

Reincarnation of thought

I'm so sick of it... perhaps even tired

Look at the circle bite it's tail

I wish it would swallow itself and fail

This is nothing but the curse

Plenty rehearsed