Lyrics “The Doomed” – A Perfect Circle

Behold a new Christ
Behold the same old horde
Gather at the altering
New beginning, new word
And the word was death
And the word was without light
The new beatitude..
Good luck, you’re on your ownBlessed are the fornicates
May we bend down to be their whores
Blessed are the rich
May we labor, deliver them more
Blessed are the envious
Bless the slothful, the wrathful, the vain
Blessed are the gluttonous
May they feast us to famine and war
What of the pious, the pure of heart, the peaceful
What of the meek, the mourning, and the merciful
All doomed, all doomed
Behold a new Christ
Behold the same old horde
Gather at the altering
New beginning, new word
And the word was death
And the word was without light
The new beatitude..
Good luckWhat of the pious, the pure of heart, the peaceful
What of the meek, the mourning, and the merciful
What of the righteous
What of the charitable
What of the truthful, the dutiful, the decent
Doomed are the poor
Doomed are the peaceful
Doomed are the meek
Doomed are the merciful
For the word is now death
And the word is now without light
The new beatitude..
F*ck the doomed, you’re on your own…
➤ Album: The Doomed
A Perfect Circle VEVO 2017