They pray to the universe Caused by their ignorance They pray to those who would be king
Created by our council to divert their minds while remain on high
Confused in a state of fear A panicked mind, an endless tear Suffer for our chosen children SUFFER FOR THEIR POUND OF FLESH
A paper God attached to strings dances to the songs we sing on high
You're chained to your fear Though freedom surrounds you
As long as you follow the path you've been given We'll reap the harvest of pain we have sown Don't open your minds; don't ever ask questions We'll gladly play games we have already won
You're weakened by your faithfulness Cower as you're wont to do BELIEVE THE LIE YOU THINK THE BEST
And die the death you've been prescribed A victim by design you writhe and supplicate Question not and seal your fate
You're chained to your fear Though freedom surrounds you