They don't know what they say
They never knew they don't believe in anything
They feel nothing
Just dead prayers for a lying life
They need a leader
That says it's all right, yeah, it's all right
To kill for killing
To lie to win
Humiliate to make these dead prayers of a sad life come true
In this moment, we crawl through the tunnels, like rats
Protecting us from ignorance and false gods
We see the light, however shy it is
Still life fades away
We'll be reborn and ready