You say you are the word of spoken truth
And I hear you say you've found the proof
You twist the lines of ancient text
And use it to hang the noose around our necks
Your followers are naught to you but sheep
Their service is your harvest to reap
Drawn to you by your wisdom's guiding light
So blinding that you rob them of their sight
CHORUS 1
And then you finish building your temple of ignorance
And the greatest power will be at your command
And all those that follow you
Will never understand
You say that he's watching us from above
You speak of a world of peace and love
But all you ever do is hate
And tell the rest of us we're already too late
You brand us all for our "evil" crimes
And say justice will make us pay in time
But really who are you to tell
Which of us are damned to burn in hell
CHORUS 2
And so you fortify your temple of ignorance
As the enemy close in on all sides
And All those who follow you
Will try to stem the tides
You beat your followers till their souls are all but dead
So you can plant you're rage inside their heads
You conceal the signs of their delusion
And spur them on to bloody revolution
CHORUS 3
And then you will return to your temple of ignorance
With all their blood stained on your hands
You know that they'll never find
Your spoken promised lands
credits
from Please Continue,
released July 22, 2013
Composed by: Paul Willox
Lyrics by: Paul Willox
Recorded/produced by: Paul Willox
All parts (except drums) performed/programmed by: Paul Willox
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