Prophets of Clay
For which god our religious
Leader pray
Definily it’s not the same one we pray
All the hope belief and trust was broken
You got to swallow your empty speech
Fake priest
False prophets - be careful ride your Kids
Despair of followers - hide your money
Sadness and sorrow - without ground hide your soul
They Will take everything from you
The walls are falling now
Start to hit the ground
What have we become
Desperation isnt real
Look in what you've done
Ripped out my soul
All is left undone
All insanity is real
Torture upon us
No god no love
For which god our religious
Leader pray
Definily it’s not the same one we pray
The walls are falling now
Start to hit the ground