People Of The Lie

Whatever you believe nobody cares
Whatever it is you think you know
Don't give a God dam
Reality is bullshit
Reflection is a concept
Based on your own fucked up ideal

Don't call it part of your faith
Another way you justify hate

Voices shouting under water
Drown you out, steal your air
Blinded by their own illusion
Through a crooked looking glass

Army of theives
Blood on their hands
Lightning, fire and brimstone
They'll say whatever they can
Conspiracy theories, Arrogant trash
They prowl alone and trvel in packs

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Vocies shouting in the water
Drag you down, steal your air
Dissolut, Diabolic
Snake oil salesmen everywhere
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People of the lie

Whatever you believe
Nobody cares
Idol worship, made of fantasy
Don't push your deity on me

Reality is bullshit
Reflection is a concept
Based on your own fucked up ideal
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People of the lie