I was a silent partner. I found myself with the rabble who stood on the mount, hipshot, thinking, but not out loud: "There are too many prophets here."
With my arms of fire I will crush the false prophets Who fill the earth Hiding under the cross I will face the servants of god With the rage of the beast
What happened to the plan? I'm confused. I just don't understand. Promises, that I heard, Of great things, were only so many words. Only words. I wanted
I never wanted anything I could just as soon do without. But then again, I've never had So many things I cared about, And simply couldn't do without They
I have heard dandelions Roaring out in my backyard A direct approach is dangerous Until you're sure they've dropped their guard You'd be better off to
When the big one talks; huge, heavy, deep voice. When he walks his feet rise six feet off the ground. Seems indestructible and intimidating. When he's
Hello, it's me...the absentee. It's been so long. Have you forgotten me? Two busy lives and countless miles Have that tendency on memory. Oh, it's been
Once again they scrape your carcass off the floor From where it fell, And throw your sad ass out the door. It's not the first time, But it just may be
Your search for truth was all in vain A rude cerebral hurricane All you know is all you knew Has been turned around upside down Experimenting with your
A man invades a sacred temple in the desert And makes off with the Pharoah's holiest of treasures. It brings him wealth and fame And credits to his name
You might not remember me. I suppose I'd only be Another notch in your belt. I think it's safe to say I'm thinking in new ways And feeling things I've
I have spent many nights Staring at the sky, Searching for a sign of something more. Teased by flashing satellites Trying to trick my eyes. They pale
We see them every day Movin' up and down Holding their bibles in their hands yeah Going to church every Sunday Telling people they' re Christians yeah
No talk of the future So far from forever, approaching tomorrow But hoping for never Cursed, we are cursed Condemned to die from our birth How many footsteps
(Chorus) Then one day it all dawned on me yo I wasn't down with the mainstream or should I say their team (Easier said than done) I wasn't down with the
[Lead: Holm] Reborn but dead and violent You'll enslave humanity Rise, reborn in flesh To become the dreams of eternity Determined to see their fall
sieh bewusst nach nebenan ist`s nicht strebenswert uns die hand zu reichen soll`n sie uns doch ueberreden zum singen laut zu den propheten in uns wird
It starts with the evil In all of the good Doing good things That you know that you should Never have to worry About ever being free Satan cast his spell