Our angels
Just the devil's disguise
Widowed of life
For lies but not to die
They suffer
Watching believers cry
Wishing they could tell you there's no afterlife
Not this time
But there's no smoke without the fire
No conviction
No land without divide
No cure for the corrupted
No peaceful antidote
No search for the stranded
We're not lost
There's method in this madness
It's just another mass production
Here to poison our outlook
The front seats to a holocaust
Don't look, don't look, don't look
You listen to the priest with no proof
You listen to the siren as it gives up on you
You listen to the governing dead
Why don't you listen to your heart instead?
You've heard it all before
The crown you wear makes you numb to the thorns
We live in these thorns
Surrounded by a blood sport c**ture
There's nowhere to run
The lies won't take away your pain
There's a chain across the gates
And the skies have turned to grey
They're calling out your name
Sign here to keep your faith
March to the sound of the victim's beat
The unforgivable breed
With the spikes dug in I clench my fist
Decide what I believe
The idols of our breed
Are lost in our deceit
Our minds on what the hell we might have been
Our angels boarded in
We'll prolong acceptance with defeat
No sleep for the wicked
You listen to the priest with no proof
You listen to the siren as it gives up on you
You listen to the governing dead
Why don't you listen to your heart instead?
The lies won't take away your pain
There's a chain across the gates
And the skies have turned to grey
The masses are calling out your name
Sign here to keep your faith
Sign here to keep your faith...
Just the devil's disguise
Widowed of life
For lies but not to die
They suffer
Watching believers cry
Wishing they could tell you there's no afterlife
Not this time
But there's no smoke without the fire
No conviction
No land without divide
No cure for the corrupted
No peaceful antidote
No search for the stranded
We're not lost
There's method in this madness
It's just another mass production
Here to poison our outlook
The front seats to a holocaust
Don't look, don't look, don't look
You listen to the priest with no proof
You listen to the siren as it gives up on you
You listen to the governing dead
Why don't you listen to your heart instead?
You've heard it all before
The crown you wear makes you numb to the thorns
We live in these thorns
Surrounded by a blood sport c**ture
There's nowhere to run
The lies won't take away your pain
There's a chain across the gates
And the skies have turned to grey
They're calling out your name
Sign here to keep your faith
March to the sound of the victim's beat
The unforgivable breed
With the spikes dug in I clench my fist
Decide what I believe
The idols of our breed
Are lost in our deceit
Our minds on what the hell we might have been
Our angels boarded in
We'll prolong acceptance with defeat
No sleep for the wicked
You listen to the priest with no proof
You listen to the siren as it gives up on you
You listen to the governing dead
Why don't you listen to your heart instead?
The lies won't take away your pain
There's a chain across the gates
And the skies have turned to grey
The masses are calling out your name
Sign here to keep your faith
Sign here to keep your faith...