Apostle Lyrics

Buried inside this prison of torture

Nothing around but death and decay

Floors upon floors of rivers of blood

I see him at the end of the hall

All he brings is fear and death

The only protection from death is the bed under which I rest

Little pig

Don't run, don't hide

I can make your pain stop

Violence makes judge by blood not words

Words lie, blood is red on red

All this violence I seek to destroy

I'll make the pain go away little pig

Blood is red, on red, on red

My son, my apostle

Sent down as a witness to my prophecy

Your testimony is written in blood on the walls

The only way out of this place is the truth

Accept the gospel and all doors shall be opened for you

Your ultimate witness

My own death upon burning cross

You made the right choice coming here buddy

You've got your nose to the grindstone

And your fingers on my chopping block

All my instruments lie and wait

For the chance to eviscerate

You want special attention buddy

Well, I'll give it to you

And mind your step on the elevator

Buried inside this prison of torture

Nothing around but death and decay

Floors upon floors of rivers of blood

I see him at the end of the hall

All he brings is fear and death

The only protection from death is the bed under which I rest