Broken Covenant

[Verse 1]
Hill of Anathoth
Burning branding iron on my mouth
You follow idols in the grove
Walking crooked while the temple shines

[Pre-Chorus]
Wash your hands
Loose the chains
Feed the hungry at the gates

[Chorus]
Woe to the city that devours the poor
I cry aloud until my throat is raw
Mourning for the daughter of my folk
Jeremiah weeps behind the prison door

[Verse 2]
Silver images
Worthless wood adorned with purple gold
Princes plot against the soul
Deep within the mud I sink

[Pre-Chorus]
Broken pots
Spilled wine
Death is climbing through the frame

[Chorus]
Woe to the city that devours the poor
I cry aloud until my throat is raw
Mourning for the daughter of my folk
Jeremiah weeps behind the prison door

[Bridge]
Heave the sigh
Close the eyes
Fathers lied to the sons
Widow weeps
Orphan sleeps
None to comfort the ruins

[Chorus]
Woe to the city that devours the poor
I cry aloud until my throat is raw
Mourning for the daughter of my folk
Jeremiah weeps behind the prison door