Witch Fever - Congregation Lyrics

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