Vast sights, stakes piercing mother earth
In the kingdom of "sin" they lived
Now shunned away, staked...and left
As they fought the battles of the psyche
Like so many years ago
They now feed lions to the christians
For what purpose?
The purification of the soul
And everlasting life, so Heavenly
They cannot see, what lies beneath
Right or left, eyes shut... open wide
As they walk the path they most despise
Killing, rejecting
They now feed lions to the Christians
For what purpose? One might ask...
In a crusade against individuality
Who can decide, what is right?
Weather to despise the sun or moon... or neither
As both have massive powers, untamed
But still I walk the vast planes
And all my eyes see...
And all my eyes see...
Are the fields of the heads, staked
They now feed lions to the Christians
For what purpose? One might ask..
In the kingdom of "sin" they lived
Now shunned away, staked...and left
As they fought the battles of the psyche
Like so many years ago
They now feed lions to the christians
For what purpose?
The purification of the soul
And everlasting life, so Heavenly
They cannot see, what lies beneath
Right or left, eyes shut... open wide
As they walk the path they most despise
Killing, rejecting
They now feed lions to the Christians
For what purpose? One might ask...
In a crusade against individuality
Who can decide, what is right?
Weather to despise the sun or moon... or neither
As both have massive powers, untamed
But still I walk the vast planes
And all my eyes see...
And all my eyes see...
Are the fields of the heads, staked
They now feed lions to the Christians
For what purpose? One might ask..