Artifex Pereo Butcher S Son Lyrics

I wear a mask molded from clay
I walked on my shoes until the edges frayed
Alone, I've cast from my home;
Give in to the wonderer

[Refrain:] (x3)
My whole purpose is deceived
I am no employee of god

But I swear to you this, I will see her again (x2)

So hold tightly to this manifestation
I will surrender my gold
In the return for the patience of a loyal friend
(I am your hope. Bearing gifts, altering alters)
The accomplice to the slight in my hand
(I am your hope. Bearing gifts, altering alters)