Spiritual Offerings Lyrics

Impenetrable eyes on the leader's crest

Walking-with a crooked back into the raven's nest-a

Shoveling the debt until it's off your chest

Can't leave their reign without a bullet proof vest

Traitors hide behind the wall of the house

Jaws filled with gold tied around their neck

You hear the stalking steps

Of a killer on the loose

Leaders use their fingers instead of swords.

Thinkers burn your temples on wall street and other few

Wind turbines and the kind destroying our view

Of the lands on which we live and breathe for the future

They are digging the graves for me and you

End the simulation in which you live

Being part of a mob ain't gonna solve your depression

End the simulation in which you live

And realize that they're made just like the so called progression

Spiritual offering for those who listen

They are using their words to employ

Leaders are using fingers instead of swords.

Statesmen bury children under the boards

We can be removed a thousand times

But truth will always be here

With the power of unknown

Secrets of forgotten words

The judge is only there to give despotism a face

The true criminals will never have charges to face

Where is our great leader

Just make a start

Where the hell are you?

It will tear us apart

I'm using my fingers instead of swords

I'm using my fingers instead of swords

I'm on a war to think free thoughts

And to evade the thought police

I've noticed that the most people

Are tortured by this disease

The number is one two and sometimes three and three

When God ends earth I know I honestly deceased