Amputee, Amplified Lyrics

Forty days, forty nights

Forty years, forty lives

Forty limbs, forty knives

Surgery; sacrifice

Amputee; amplified

You will bleed; you won't die

Slowly breathe, you know it's right

You're almost there, we're on thirty-nine

Just another day out in Babylon

Just another pointless bloody marathon

They don't hate the sinner, they just hate the sin

Right, I don't say I word I let them babble on

I will bite my tongue, because I'm a spy

Any weapon used means no disguise

Any word I choose could mean glowing eyes

Every war I lose just to stay alive

I've never felt more alone then singing praises to a ghost with forty shallow bodies I Don't know

I've never felt more exposed then catching up with forty bros, and seeing how our views Are juxtaposed

Forty days, forty nights

Forty years, forty lives

Forty limbs, forty knives

Surgery; sacrifice

Trials and tribulation

Miles; no medication

Vile--I'll read Galatians

And smile--at holy faces

Just another lovely day in Eden

Please don't let no one know what I've eaten

Knowledge of their good; knowledge of their evil

That's enough to motivate some treason

That's enough to make a bigot rethink

That's enough to make a saint's faith weak

That's enough to make me question everything while wrestling with prophets as their God shrinks

I've never felt more alive then questioning a serpent's lies, and finding bits of truth I can Revive

I didn't think that I'd survive but now I see the finish line

I must have made it--number thirty-nine

Forty days, forty nights

Forty years, forty lives

Forty limbs, forty knives

Surgery

Forty days, forty nights

Forty years, forty lives

Forty limbs, forty knives

Surgery; sacrifice

Forty days, forty nights

Forty years, forty lives