Broken Flesh - Acrid Stench

What have you gained by worshiping your man made idols
How foolish to trust in something made by your own hands
In all realms your god betrays you
It is lifeless, cannot see
Masonry abomination
What good is an idol carved by man or cast image that deceives you
What sorrow awaits you who say to wooden idols “wake up and save us”
Wide is the path that leads to death in the hands of these false god’s
But know that all this rage is soaked with a heavy conviction for which the roots can be found in the depths of my confession
I used to be like you, obsessed and overwhelmed with lust, praising demons of plague
Now close your ears to the psalms of sin
Turn your back to the evil one, for he is Lifeless inside
But the lord is holy in His temple
Let all the earth be silent before Him
And in your anger, remember your mercy
Sovereign Lord you are my strength
Now as your golden calf betrays you in your time of need
Honor the God who gives you life
Do not bow to demons of hate
Purge from your dwelling every idol made of lies
Destroy them all