Blood Moon Lyrics

Where are the empathetic?
We all mourn but never espouse.
Are visions of injustice to be seen but never questioned?
Is society accepting of tired social constructs?
As though culture is what's moral, and what's moral is not obvious?
Is humanity meant to be understood at first glances?
Or are we to debate the nature of the overtly basic?

Institutions of pure hatred are protected by the guise of holiness.
Hiding in the shadows of ancient law, cradling the death of human nature.

Cradling the death of human nature.
Overbearing circumstances have laid the path beyond.
Hoping that the rain may set their woeful souls free.
The bloated God now casts its reigns on apathy.

Institutions of pure hatred are protected by the guise of holiness.
Hiding in the shadows of ancient law, cradling the death of human nature.

May the rain set your soul free.
May the rain wash your soul clean, I promise the reigns of patriarchy are to be cut.

(May the rain set your soul free, I promise the reigns of the patriarchy are to be cut)

Suffering at the hands of a Child's law.