Hellfire

How do you keep the power you were never supposed to keep How do you keep the bloodlines pure, control those underneath How do you keep the power that you never fucking earned Preach to the choir, giving hope but always on the verge Wish I'd known, but I wouldn't believe Idea's rotten right down to the seed Break me out the cult You better beg for mercy from the one who made you Don't ask a single question, all of it is true Anxious about every thought, exactly what you need Maybe you don't deserve his love so every Sunday plead Wish I'd known, but I wouldn't believe Idea's rotten right down to the seed Break me out the cult Radio silence Cruelty and violence Promise me death and torture me tireless Brainwash and groom me but I know this still Hell was never real Hell was never real Hell was never hell was never real