Witch Fever - Congregation Lyrics
I’ve unearthed
And I caught you watching
The salt of my nerves
Cracked and rotten
Pick dirt from my nails
I bore the same affliction
Wracked in guilt
The whole congregation
I’ve unearthed
A born contradiction
The salt of my nerves
A life of fiction
Every Sunday I’d fail
To feel an ounce of presence
Wracked in guilt
The whole congregation
The whole congregation
I grew up in faith
Forced my own stigmata
Tried to make it feel real
But that just made it harder
I’ve unearthed
And I caught you watching
Lay hands on my flesh
Of the whole congregation
The whole congregation