Letra de Commandment 1

I say this almost sincerely
I am carved in low relief
It stems from a guilty conscience
This air's pre-breathed
I'm powerless to keep the tone out
Of this voice you put in me
That's my voice at the head of the pack
This hunt I lead
I have earned, earned the privilege
The privilege of complaint
My indignant voice is maturing
From a percussive cough
Thanks to you and the death's head moths
Into a maturing rage
Wooden arms are made of cherry
Stump head still with berries
Bound shoes made of leather
Hair shirt of minor feathers
Wire strings that control me
Nail hooked in wrists and feet
Did you think I would be grateful
You don't think now that I'm vengeful
[Chorus]
Now you know you cannot make me
Now you know you cannot make me
Now you know you cannot make me again
Moth pups chew on my clothing
Dust sprays as you control me
Tears stream out of your eye
Moths drink tears, you give them life
The glue you used, it smells of book paste
Pups thrive, they're keen for my taste
If only moths would stick with white milk
All would be clean as your clothes of silk
[Chorus]
Now you know you cannot make me
Now you know you cannot make me
Now you know you cannot make me again
Home's where my breast should be
You made a lash of all your failings
Now you have a new large one
What you've made, it can't be undone
[Chorus]
Now you know you cannot make me
Now you know you cannot make me
Now you know you cannot make me again
[Outro]
You can't make me [x3]
Alone I be
You can't make me [x6]
Alone I be [x3]