They took the ark, and sold it all for parts.

They've got a fist full of f u c k i n g gold.
A return on the souls they sold.
Do you remember who we are?

These tyrants will build an abyss.
But the rest of us wish to exist.
We're hiding like a shadow in the dark.

We're never gonna leave this shell.
Lets hope your gold don't fail you now.
Save us a special place in hell.

You're the reason that our hearts ache. deep fake.