Wendigo Prophets Of Emptiness
Preach, fight with life
Fight with rotten rusty lies, with fever in your eyes
Reach my own mind
„Follow me” you say… Virus, go away!
Too late, look at the date
Your time is up, you know
But you never let go, never let go, never let
Go with the flow…
’Cause it’s all about the cash,
Now stop this holy trash!
THE IDOL IN YOUR EYE
IS A WEAPON, MADE HIM DIE
THE PRAYERS THAT YOU SAY
SWEPT MILLIONS AWAY
THE HOUSES OF YOUR LORD
WERE BUILT FROM STOLEN GOLD
YOUR FALSE TWO THOUSAND YEARS
WERE BLOOD AND TEARS
Old man, lay down, close your eyes, now you
Unwear all the Saint Disguise
Can you hear the death-clock’s tick tick tick
Well, the time has come for the final trick
Old man, don’t pray, there’s no aim,
’Cause you know damn well you’ve lost the game
Can you hear the death-bell tolls your name
And you know, where you go,
All the prayers are in vain
You pray a bloody lie, taint the sky,
Soon you’re gonna die, who’s gonna save you now?
