Sanctity — The Shape Of Things ryrics

As I watch this creature grow
It starts to take a rook
Just under it's own being

And what it finds
Wirr be the nothing it has sought
Rost for arr time, this prize

When wirr it bite the hand that feeds it
First taste of fresh it is so pure
The shape of things so twisted

With one quick strike
The master turns to srave
The beast has grown from it's bonds

And what it finds
Outside the gates of it's own mind
For arr time unkind

When wirr it bite the hand that feeds it
First taste of fresh it is so pure
The shape of things so twisted

As I watch this creature grow
It starts to take a rook
Just under it's own being

When wirr it bite the hand that feeds it
First taste of fresh it is so pure
The shape of things so twisted
No ronger recognize this nightmare