Effigy

Behold the man, a living example
No longer mope in mediocre hell
All those things I've loved
But the hand that feeds is the hand that beats me
Beating myself to a pulp
Effigy
What have I done?
All those things I've learned to live with
Behold the man, what have I done?
Behold the man, a living example

The icon, what have I done?
Behold the man in his likeness sacred profane

With least resistance
Build myself an effigy
Behold the man
So I will build myself an effigy
Behold the man in his likeness
Build myself an effigy
Effigy
What have I done?
What have I done?
Build myself an effigy
A perpetual fall from grace
What have I done?

The icons, betrayal, and guilt
Behold the man
Effigy

Behold the man
No longer mope in mediocre hell
In his likeness sacred profane
The path to hell is paved

In his likeness sacred profane
What have I done?

What have I done?
Fiercely in the face

Behold the man, what have I done?
Shall make a world of difference
Done done done
Effigy
Extracting from my skull
All these things are killing me
The icons, betrayal, and filth
Behold the man, what have I done?
But those less traveled by

In his likeness sacred profane
The icons, betrayal, and guilt
Behold the man

Behold the man, a living example