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Tell me the truth

did you ever believe

just a single word of the preaching you spew

the shepherd seems useless with no congregation

now you know how the lepers has suffered beneath your denial of their worth

from the lips of the dead you will learn

that the words from a preacher are seldom an equal to truth

keep your eye on the price

holy man mark my words for they shall be the last you will hear

your only escape is through preinstalled fear

wise are the ones that will stray from the flock

slaughter the sheep they were never even alive

from the lips of the dead you will learn

that the words from a preacher are seldom an equal to truth

king of fools take place on your throne

and seduce the oblivious pawns

they so willingly long for your lies

wise are the ones that will stray from the flock

slaughter the sheep they were never even alive

they were never even alive

gather the blinded

prey on their faith

leave them with nothing

suppress all the hate

this hunger for solace (hunger for power)

this yearning for god

lost in the illusion

of a final reward

preach to the choir

silence the strong

shed all the doubt

they could never be wrong

crowned by the weakened

empowered by lies

for the lips of the dead

speak of no paradise