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We pray before your altar

Swear we are the penitent

We're true we'll never falter

Common bonds of ignorance

Believers fit the profile

Preachers sate the need for truth with fear

Building legends out of wishes

In every age the time is near

We ride the sea until the end of time

Chosen are the sick the deaf the blind

Content to trust the message

Question not our state of mind

We're blissful, loyal, faithful

To your faults our eyes are blind

Enlightened spreads the gospel

From door to door we proselytize

No proof, all faith, no matter

Chosen children love the lie

We ride the sea until the end of time

Chosen are the sick, the deaf, the blind

Closer now than ever to your death

And praying like a priest for your last breath

God below the skin

Take and make me whole again

Free of mortal sin

Cleansing water closing in

Staring at the waves

Begging for a moments peace

Sand beneath the foam

With no hope for death's release

We pray before your altar

Swear we are the penitent

We're true we'll never falter

Common bonds of ignorance

Believers fit the profile

Assassins sate the need for pain with blood

Building ships to sail the river

Preparing for the coming flood

We ride the sea until the end of time

Chosen are the sick, the deaf, the blind

Closer now than ever to your death

And praying like a priest for your last breath