Effigy Lyrics

Effigy

Behold the man, a living example 

In his likeness sacred profane 

Behold the man, what I have done? 

The path to hell is paved 

With least resistance 

But those less traveled by 

Shall make a world of difference 

Beating myself to a pulp 

Extracting from my skull 

All those things I've learned to live with 

All those things I've loved 

All these things are killing me 

A perpetual fall from grace 

But the hand that feeds 

Is the hand that beats me 

Fiercely in the face 

So I will build myself an effigy 

No longer mope in mediocre hell 

Behold the man, a living example 

Behold the man, what have I done? 

Behold the man in his likeness 

Sacred profane 

Behold the man, a living example 

Behold the man, what have I done? 

Behold the man in his likeness 

What have I done? 

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Behold the man 

Behold the man 

The icons, betrayal, and guilt 

The icons, betrayal, and guilt 

The icons, betrayal, and filth 

The icon, what have I done?