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They're all fleas under the carpet...stepped on by the boots of time
clinging to their own fanaticisms...their systems always in line
racial slurs spoken in his mind... so much clouding up simplicity
justified by reading between the lines.. history says "repeat after me"

take you apart and make you right
trade you answers for your own sight
cuz death is better than heresy
so hallelujah, follow me

you wear a tyrants symbols joyfully...let us be enslaved
and you long for freedoms execution...but you'll die saying jesus saves
spoken like a true soldier,
how noble their persecution...
if its done in the name of good intention,
whats onde more slash of the constitution?

why dont you follow me
is there any hope for a world that insists on bliding itself?
and if you give your self away then what's left to fear in your hell?

take you apart and make you right
trade you answers for your own sight
cuz death is better than heresy
so hallelujah, follow me


Autor(es): Eric Johanson