You close your eyes and imagine Your drawing dreams Listen to words from a sermon you´re not convinced Why don’t you apply commandments? You think you´re more than me
You kneel down pretending as devotee Praying words from a sermon you´re not convinced World is claiming your attention You feel as sovereign
Zealots and theists, How many are there Complaining the living, complaining the dead Utopias your fiction, a colony itself Paying tithe for those Who never need it Your blind affection, the hungry, the slaves
Apostles’ corruption, the rich and snakes The calyx murky, the incense as fog You´re sweating, you’re having a nightmare in a church Nightmare in a church…
You´re muttering texts written by man You´re whispering verses you don’t comprehend Enslaving voices, being manipulate What haste for wasting your Eden The end of the pages and four deadly horses Unusual events, not happened before You think that you´re dreaming, But it´s something more Illusions and madness, a nightmare in a church
Do you know you´re bleeding? In your eyes appearing, through the darkest mindTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
