Disguised in innocence Guided by white lies and no shame
It breaks in thousand words Mislead answers yes or no Simple true
Politically correct In the eyes of the fools But hate It’s all over his hands
Press will make him god And a priest will speak his mind What the media don’t agree Cos’ the man who promised gold Will take away your souls
He got us under control
The sky is grey and sea is red No mandkind after the storm Somebody shoot the unholy one Kill off the beast Pay the price
Let them pray blind to no god Redempt the scene we don’t regret If there’s a distant land to run With no place to hide
And the priest will speak again shouting in the park with no fear Around , people walking by intread By the way he cries out loud for our sins Melting lies and storms
He got us under control 40 000 seasons in the abyss Nothing accomplished nothing again The prophecy has begun
Let them pray blind to no god Redempt the scene we don’t regret If there’s a distant land to run With no place to hideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
