Whatever you believe nobody cares Whatever it is you think you know Don't give a God dam Reality is bullshit Reflection is a concept Based on your own fucked up ideal
Don't call it part of your faith Another way you justify hate
Voices shouting under water Drown you out, steal your air Blinded by their own illusion Through a crooked looking glass
Army of theives Blood on their hands Lightning, fire and brimstone They'll say whatever they can Conspiracy theories, Arrogant trash They prowl alone and trvel in packs
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Vocies shouting in the water Drag you down, steal your air Dissolut, Diabolic Snake oil salesmen everywhere [x4] People of the lie
Whatever you believe Nobody cares Idol worship, made of fantasy Don't push your deity on me
Reality is bullshit Reflection is a concept Based on your own fucked up ideal [x4] People of the lie
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