Lyrics:

The deal is fixed, the cards are cut
All of the heathens they are drinking from the cup
This crooked game is not of luck
Digging down yo reach the top
Followers all scream for more until they're drunk
And all god's children could give a fuck

The way of the beast is tragedy by design
Collateral waste
Will you drown in the noise you have made?
Surrounded by darkness you won't hide from the lights
There is no escape from the ones who would profit from shame
Will you drown in the noise you have made?

The wings are clipped, the bird half-cut
Gone is the one who made her home among the stars
A fall from grace, becomes her art
Digging down, no looking up
When the riches and rewards are not enough
And all god's children could give a fuck

The way of the beast is tragedy by design
Collateral waste
Will you drown in the noise you have made?
Surrounded by darkness you won't hide from the lights
There is no escape from the ones who would profit from shame
Will you drown in the noise you have made?

They chew you up and spit you out
The promise of demise is a religion
The audience makes no sound
They can't take their eyes off a collision

The way of the beast is tragedy by design
Collateral waste
Will you drown in the noise you have made?
Surrounded by darkness you won't hide from the lights
There is no escape from the ones who would profit from shame
Will you drown in the noise you have made?

Erased!

4x:
When enough is enough
Not enough is too much

The way of the beast is tragedy by design
Such a waste