Twisted Into Form

Twisted Into Form - Forbidden

Ideals pounded what's wrong is right

Churches founded with heaven in sight

Do unto them as they tell you to

How can the children believe this is true

Burn our thoughts they can change our minds

Hear pathetic lies

Put to end all the empty cries

Now it's time for eye

Faith decided out of the womb

Slapped into life and then slapped in your tomb

When will it end

When will the lying stop

Burn our thoughts they can change our minds

Hear pathetic lies

Put to end all the empty cries

Now it's eye for I

Hate churning your face consumed by fear

Unreal illusion of a perfect world

Twist into form the true abyss

Crushed in the palm of fate's hands

Eyes

Stare with empty but evil glances

Children

With nothing in mind but to breathe

Twist it to form

Twisting to form

Twisted to form

Twist me to form then they

Burn my thoughts then they change my mind

Tell pathetic lies

Put to end all my empty cries

Now it's eye for I

Hate churning your face consumed by fear

Unreal illusion of a perfect world

Twist into form the true abyss

Crushed in the palm of fate's hands

Hate churning your face consumed by fear

Unreal illusion of a perfect world

Twist into form the true abyss

Crushed in the palm of fate's hands