Kill Your Idols (Hoggett) Crave the attention, a major affliction 15 minutes is all we want, no matter what the cost Famous for nothing, we whore ourselves out The highest bidder takes what they want, leaves us begging for more
Paper god tucked away, the love of which leads us astray The object of worship, we do what we must Whilst standing on those who get in our way Empires built and crumbled to dust, all for nought, but still we lust
Running towards what we want What’s behind is beginning to rot Ash to ash and dust to dust Left behind when the breathing stops
The latest gadget, that brand new toy A collection of objects which don’t do a thing Whatever we want, it comes at a cost Nothing’s forever except what matters most
Running towards what we want What’s behind is beginning to rot Ash to ash and dust to dust Left behind when the breathing stops
And it came to pass, as soon as he came nigh unto the camp That he saw the calf, and the dancing and Moses’ anger waxed hot And he cast the tables out of his hands, and broke beneath the mount And he took the calf which they had made, and burnt it in the fire And ground it to powder, and strwed it upon the water, And made the children of Israel drink of it (Exodus 32: 19-20 KJV)
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