| False prophets lead the way
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| With smiles on their faces
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| Not worthy of our praise
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| When humans become our Gods
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| Feeding on our faith, our spirit fades away
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| We’ll never ease the pain
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| When humans become our Gods
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| We beg on our knees, for someone to save us
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| We bow before our kings, but they are just like us
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| Lonely and lost, heavily brainwashed
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| They might even really want to save us
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| But they are not Gods, living among us
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| False prophets lead the way
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| With smiles on their faces
|
| Not worthy of our praise
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| When humans become our Gods
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| Feeding on our faith, our spirit fades away
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| We’ll never ease the pain
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| When humans become our Gods
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| When humans become our Gods
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| They all ride in on a white horse to save us
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| They teach helplessness then prey on empty souls
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| Lonely and lost, heavily brainwashed
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| They might even really want to save us
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| But they are not Gods, living among us
|
| False prophets lead the way
|
| With smiles on their faces
|
| Not worthy of our praise
|
| When humans become our Gods
|
| Feeding on our faith, our spirit fades away
|
| We’ll never ease the pain
|
| When humans become our Gods
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| When humans become our Gods
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| Gods, Gods, Gods
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| Blinded by our bruises and scars
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| Our eyes deceived by bleeding hearts
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| When humans become our gods
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| When humans become our Gods
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| Blinded by our bruises and scars
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| Our eyes deceived by bleeding hearts
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| When humans become our gods |