Purist - Chronoform

Soulless lambs step

Into the market spinning wheel

Roots destroyed

Follow the money and kick their wheels

Destroy the legacy

You’re worthless in my eyes

Collect the paycheck

Stained by your own

Greed

Crawl

Through the hole

Forget everything

Squirm in their leash

Without a meaning

Forget everything

Without a meaning

Stain yourself

Mark your doors

The cleansing will

Take the fools

No hope for saints

Serving gods

Made by men

Worshiping material

Forget everything

Without a meaning

Forget everything

Take your money

Burn it in the faithless fire

I pity you

Drowning in the field of lies

Fake your success

Possible by the corporate reels

I am a purist

You are just worthless

Take your money

Throw it into endless wheel

Hang in the noose

You have just your poor self in