The Family Ruin

She finds him by the fire
His clothes have got him drippin' from his crimes
He beckons her, «Sweet daughter»
The voice that once avenged her younger life
He’s got the voice of a con, the same one
Who cut down in the name of his God!
Who took on the robe of a judge
With not a license to kill without cause
He’s not worth it
He’s not worth it
He’s not worth it
Remember what he did that made you question all the words he cited!
From the book, the same book
That’s reeling you home after so many years of silence
And the daughter watches father
As he sleeps and dreams, she brings the knife to light
Cause she knows he can’t go farther
And he’ll never wake to see his daughter cry
Don’t lose control or you will long
To go back to this time and rewrite your thought
Cause you’re about to choose what’s to come
So ironic, it’s ironic
It’s ironic that you’re contemplating murder while I’m educating you in mercy
You say you want, you say you want, the means to believe
Don’t change who you are, cause who you are is how I made you to discover me
The steel marries his skin
No, it’s not worth it, it’s not worth it
(I cut him down, I cut him down!)
He didn’t have to fall
It’s your fault, it’s your fault, you lost control
And now you long to go back and rewrite your thought
But I won’t let you slip away
Not this time, not this time
This time, you’re gonna learn what it means to receive the very mercy
That you denied when you denied, the means to believe
I’ll keep feeding you the proof that you need
But you spit it out to further your doubt
And now he can’t go farther
Cause he’ll never wake to see his daughter cry…