Satan’s Royal Dance

I’m here watching you dig a deep hole for tomorrow
(A deep hole for tomorrow)
You’re there believing in your daydreams
Thinking you’re superior
(You’re not superior)

I’m trying to understand
How they put you above the statue
Dancing with (by) the order of the master
Playing with the order of the master
Blinded with the order of the master
Fooled with the order of the master

I’m here listening to your speeches
As if you were a God
(You’re not a God)
You’re there, dancing above the cross
Trampling on your flock
(Trampling on your flock)
I'm trying to understand
How they have been blinded by you