Chevelle Pale Horse
You looked for God
While Dawkins spells it out
A search unsolved
How 'bout you lie to me?
Never ever
Take all my tension I ignore
Help us help you cleanse
Take all your everyday struggles
Throw it all away
You've been warned
That great unknown
It haunts us all
If it's fate
It's supposed to hurt
But we got plenty other questions
And nothing's making sense
Little victim gotta run
Fits feel random get involved
I'll choose the back of the hand
Come Sunday, ain't buying the myth
A little risky
It's all just cobwebs till someone slips
Away
You've been warned
That great unknown
It haunts us all
If it's fate
Oh, it's supposed to hurt
A lot, a lot, a lot, a lot
Silence
Silence
Pride
Is the will of the people
Silence
Is the will of the people
Silence
So keep that hand away from me now
Help us help you in
And keep that mystic way
No one knows
I'll never ride your pale horse
Away
You've been warned
That great unknown
It haunts us all
If it's fate
It's supposed to hurt
Honestly
You've all been warned
Yes, honestly
We've all been warned
A lie
