These are the end times
You must choose a side
So bar up the doors and take heed
You shall bow to my creed
The devil is in bed with the church
And he’s spreading his seed
They were raised to fear;
A congregation full of weeds
Skeeving, sickly authority
Coaxing into conformity
Wheeling, dealing eternity
They, they will fall to their knees
This is the falling of your ideals
Forsaken empathy; for theocracy
They may never know what he does behind closed doors
They may never care as they stoke the flames to his hellish affair
They will run to the polls as part of their rite
They’ve been fooled…unknowing victims of his plight
Skeeving, sickly authority
Coaxing into conformity
Wheeling, dealing eternity
They, they will fall to their knees
I am the God of War
Pulling the strings, suffocating
I am the God of War
I will arise
From your deepest fears
Manifestation of sheltered ears
These are the colors of a false denomination
They will rise behind our blind eyes
They will rise behind our blinded eyes
Will they ever learn?
Coexistence is possible
Coexistence is possible
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