Speak up
Step forth into the light
Entertain me with what you have to say
I'll quash all the rumours and conjectures you have about me
Without so much as an Amen
God knows I'm not perfect
But you shouldn't believe everything you hear
This religion you follow is dead
The god that sits on the throne to your heart is cold
Humanistic, sadistic, appealing to the eye
This is the image you worship
Justifying your actions by
Rationalizing your self hypothesized ignorance
Wake up to yourself
In not too long
You'll be too far gone
Six feet under
No more friends to try and impress
What are you really living for?
What has become of the faithful?
White washed tombs with
Rotting corpses and lying tongues
A good story quickly replaces honesty and integrity
As the beautiful Bride is turned into a mechanical Frankenstein
Keep on telling yourself we're all fine
It's much easier to reject the truth and accept the lie
Oh how sweet the honey tastes to hungry hungry eyes
You'll swallow it down before you have time to change your mind
This religion you follow is dead
The god that sits on the throne to your heart is cold
Humanistic, sadistic, appealing to the eye
This is the image you worship
Justifying your actions by
Rationalizing your self hypothesized ignorance
Wake up to yourself
In not too long
You'll be too far gone
Six feet under
No more friends to try and impress
What are you really living for?
Let the dead bury their own dead
For once in your life just stop and think for yourself
Can you really say that this was all an accident?
Self constructed, thought crafted
Mind architecture
Its purpose to enslave your life
This is the image you worship
A sign of our age and that to come
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