I'm writing the gospel, according to whatever I want it to be.
Line on line, forging lies.
We build our beliefs on a fallacy.
Make your escape.
Bow your heads, to nothing.
I've got a feeling that the blind are still leading the blind.
False messiah; I've got a feeling that the blind are still leading the blind.
[Hand in hand. Lead them astray, with false hope and prayer.]
I'm tired.
No more, of this pretension.
I'm tired.
No more, of this fabrication.
Don't get knocked down.
Stand with pride and hostility.
Stop! You've been so blindly following light, falling into the dark on your doorstep.
It's a beacon that leads through the night, but would you follow if you knew where it led.
Learn your place.
No! Brother, I'm not the same like you all would believe, oh,
No! Brother, I hold my breath, in the hope of relief, oh,
No! Brother, I'm not the same like you all would believe, oh,
No! Brother, I hold my breath, in the hope of relief.
From frail hands, creation, take a bow.
In the end, you will burn, like the rest.
My messiah.
Lead them, with unity. A palms grip away from the end.
[Hand in hand. Lead them astray, with false hope and prayer.]
[I'm not embracing the end, just hoping for some release.]
credits
from Flood The Sun,
track released December 20, 2010
Music - Jack Pope, Levi Miah
Featuring founding vocalist Jesse Zaraska for the first time since 2004, the Milwaukee veterans' seventh album is a metalcore monster. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 12, 2020