Uploaded April 2026 | Updated September 2026, 1 hour ago
From the upcoming album "Saint", out Summer / Fall 2026 on Facedown Records.
Cultist Online Store - facedown.merchnow.com/collections/cultist
Spotify - open.spotify.com/album/14Z8fsSjdkLjqpqhH6REum
Apple Music - itunes.apple.com/album/id/1883821912
Audio engineered, mixed and mastered by Aaron Chaparian at Iron Audio.
Video by Nick Tatosky, Evergreen Ocean Productions.
LYRICS:
She plead on broken knees
as their praises
buried the screams
Blessed mother
sat in mourning
cast out by a herd of sheep
No heaven left for the fallen lamb
One with the heathen
one with the damned
Pious cowards
and a plastic a cross
The forsaken
cry out to God
to be met
with disdain
Torn apart
by a den of snakes
Den of snakes
south of heaven’s gate
She plead on broken knees
as their praises
buried the screams
Blessed mother
sat in mourning
cast out by a herd of sheep
Father are you seeing what they don’t
are you weeping with the broken soul?
Are you the one that I’ve come to know
or do I stand
Stand alone?
She plead on broken knees
as their praises
buried the screams
Blessed mother
sat in mourning
cast out by a herd of sheep
From the upcoming album "Saint", out Summer / Fall 2026 on Facedown Records.
Cultist Online Store - facedown.merchnow.com/collections/cultist
Spotify - open.spotify.com/album/14Z8fsSjdkLjqpqhH6REum
Apple Music - itunes.apple.com/album/id/1883821912
Audio engineered, mixed and mastered by Aaron Chaparian at Iron Audio.
Video by Nick Tatosky, Evergreen Ocean Productions.
LYRICS:
She plead on broken knees
as their praises
buried the screams
Blessed mother
sat in mourning
cast out by a herd of sheep
No heaven left for the fallen lamb
One with the heathen
one with the damned
Pious cowards
and a plastic a cross
The forsaken
cry out to God
to be met
with disdain
Torn apart
by a den of snakes
Den of snakes
south of heaven’s gate
She plead on broken knees
as their praises
buried the screams
Blessed mother
sat in mourning
cast out by a herd of sheep
Father are you seeing what they don’t
are you weeping with the broken soul?
Are you the one that I’ve come to know
or do I stand
Stand alone?
She plead on broken knees
as their praises
buried the screams
Blessed mother
sat in mourning
cast out by a herd of sheep










