Half Sight The Greater Good
Blind lead the blind down a path that seems to have no end
Their eyes sealed by faith, educated by fiction
They'll pray to a god that's smiling down on a world forever at war with itself
There's no knowledge of what you know you should be
Forced into what you think you should believe
You pick fights like you pick your own truth from lies
Is it me, is it you or everything you despise?
They'll sing songs of the saviour but who the f..ck's here to save us?
On deaf ears the notes fall, together we call for...
A hymn that sounds like the truth
But the pages on which this was written
Will burn away with every single verse
And the years we spent waiting for answers is something he cannot reimburse
A spiritual ride, I've held on for dear life
My hands burnt – no lessons learnt
But are they scolded by sin or from the preacher within?
Save me with these prayers you make, knelt by these broken pews
Guide me with your healing hands, blood stained from a war on views
Does your love hide in the bullets, bombs and destruction?
And should I feel no shame in thinking this feels just like heartache?
The world christened by insanity
The rules written for us but the morals there are few
We've lost grip on what humanity should be
The reigns let loose by him and only he
