Replace the preacher As he slaughters the urge Relieve my conscience Until I return Chant from the beacon All pride is lost You follow every word they say Caught in a world Bound by keeping you from the truth Haunted by fear Indoctrinated your entire youth Caught in a world Where their spoken word is the only truth Replace the preacher Condemned from afar Followed temptation Trusting who you are Chant from the beacon All pride is lost You follow every word they say Flesh eating sin Used as spoils For the war Dead from within Maimed and beaten Old and sore Mind-shut-down In tune for the war Sacked and betrayed Left to rot Memories not helping me Face to the ground Eyes wide open Mind-shut-down