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 hide