Artifex - Obsidian Lyrics

i made friends with the taste of my failure
but she left me, told all my secrets
now i'm left with these questions that rob me
of substance, of something, my value, my reason
i take steps to invest in my hiding
so don't stop, try to act like you notice
if tomorrow never comes, i've got tears in abundance
i'll sit here and water all these roses
it's the season of the disciplined who's sick of petty sin
with the decision to repent and be forgiven; we live again
and severing the curses that reverses all our purposes
he paid every cost so it's permanent
but why do i still burn in it?
the guilt that used to cover my position
when the love in him was risen, it was thrust into remission
it suddenly resurfaced, sin in me is working
perception of his grace to me was tossed, like a shuriken
landing on a victim, penetrating skin
and that's a metaphor for all that's festering within
the mindless repetition of the sinning from a distance
kinda makes me doubt i ever had it to begin with
you kept all your promises stashed in my locket
but i'm a criminal, and i can't ever stop it
i'm just another ‘pilate (pilot),' trapped in his cockpit
father give me strength, give me hands of a locksmith
break all these lies
don't listen to him
baby took a step and he fell down
yeah, he fell. the force made him cry
daddy picked him up again, and he's well now
now he smiles as he takes another try
the mind of a child; mine is matured
reversed and it's hurt, so corrupt by the world
he healed all my blindness, my life is returned
but time and again, i throw swine on them pearls
and through all the truth; and though you are god
i do what i don't, don't do what i want
and then i take a fall, and then i fall again
and then the same ascends, squeeze the skin around my neck
consider him, my servant. zenith of obedience
his mind and will is easy for my speech to keep him cleaved
into the plans that i have set for him: gears are set in motion
shim and grease machine, give to me all your devotion
i worked for many years to make the path below the softest
made the dead look beautiful enough to touch the carcass
there'll be no interference, no forgiveness from your pulpit
especially ‘cause now my will now lives within his pulses
i opened up his eyes, marvelling at his identity
the truth that he's a beast and all his sin is just a tendancy
heredity: it's natural, it's natural, i'll snatch your soul
act like you're an animal, ‘cause son it's only natural
and don't listen to him
don't listen to him
my feelings contradictory, attempt to make amends
standing in the face on him, devil saying i'm condemned
it's stupid how regret tends to make me now forget
how my spirit is forgiven but my flesh can't comprehend it
ridiculous, i've fallen in this cycle of predicaments
that distances his wisdom and it rips apart my lineage
father, please forgive the fact this kid is just an idiot
plant me in your promises: make me like obsidian
and don't listen to him
don't listen to him
don't listem to him
please listen to him