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Remove your crown

Self appointed king

Master of deceit

Dragged bodies through the streets

Stones to throw

Heavy cross to bear

Face behind a mask

Facing a silent collapse

Oh preacher, tell your flock they don't stand tall

The higher the structure you build, the further it falls...

Concealed poison on lips of lovers

They'll bring us to our knees

Shake the earth eternally

Condemn the broken

Accept the weak

Now whose turn is it to turn the other cheek

Oh preacher, tell your flock they don't stand tall

The higher the structure you build, the further it falls...

If ever you need light

Step into the dark and look behind

Oh preacher, tell your flock they shall not fall

Turn away, hide your face

Hide your face so they can‘t see past your lying eyes

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Oh preacher, tell your flock they don't stand tall

The higher the structure you build, the further it falls...