Album: Hanging Of The Followers (2006)

Letter To The Lost

Let what is special define us that's what they tell us to get the best in life
Forget the deity, milestones we need to reach
Possibility torn out, long is the wait to be endured this time
Forget the holy way that which you ought to pay
I'm throwing my arms up at heaven hoping to get a response
releasing us from this dominion of fear, consumption, repeat

So this is how we are since you lost your son?

You worship, believe in, you want it to be real
Worship, believe, you want it to be
(You have now failed)

How narrow is your point of view how set is your train of thought
Red fist to lead the way or the bodies pile up each day
I'm throwing grenades up at heaven hoping to open the gates
Releasing me from this dominion of sin, forgive, repeat

So this is where we are since we fell from grace?

Do you see me believing, you want it to be real
Worship, believe, you want it to be
(You have now failed)

Seldom does the time arrive to fray from the stage
Keep in line and don't be found with a trace of honesty
So this is how we are since you lost your son
So this is where we are since we fell from grace

You worship, believe in, you want it to be
Worship lies, believe lies, you want it to be
And still we're crawling back again