Indwelling - Throats As Open Graves lyrics

No one is righteous

They all fall so short

Only through their faith will they not be condemned

Their throats as open graves

Tongues that practice deceit

The poison of vipers is on their lips

And the hearts of his children are turning to the dark

They're mutilating his very word

There is none righteous

Not even one

No fear of God before their eyes