over feed the lies Don't you know you could lead this paradise Caught in the truth you feel the lies Button your shirt, but lose your tie Lies, lies
sell weed to the drug dealers run around the hood n now youre mother fukin high?? rather die than to be caught up in deceptions and lies word to the wise
inside? You'd better tell Your story fast And if you lie, yeah It will come to pass Tell me Tell me holy Holy roller Holy roller Are you standin' Are
between the lines, you'll see the missing link. Books are easy back ups for what they do to you, They'll bind you up as slaves for the privileged few, Proof lies
burn, burn brightly Burn burn, burn white heat Oh, how ingenious the centuries of lies Ezekiel?s chariots streak across the skies Holy books and history
We gather here to say our goodbyes (Dies irae, dies illa) Here she lies (Kyrie eleison) (Yitgadal v'yitkadash) No one knew her worth The late great daughter of Mother
" Christianity was apparent as a fallacy Devil take your Father, Son and Holy Ghost The ones who have the answers, are they who pipe the dancers Earth mother
's cries Lucifer commands the orgy Molten mayhem, one thousand lies Heaven fails to hold tranquility The brides of sin are wed Their price, nine holy
Lies, betrayal, lies, truth or death Lies, betrayal, lies Who the fuck can I trust? The whole fuckin' world is built on deception, false perception Look
like me So I started dodging questions, lying on top of lies And I bought what I thought was a good alibi I never knew your mother, your sister or daughter
news shocked us today the Berlin Wall has fallen as many Germans prayed Revolution in the Eastern block we can't believe our eyes It's not the usual situation of the average media lies
mistake the empty for the sublime, yeah Oh, my savior Give value to these misdeeds In sin you bathe me Holy So I say that the father lies And my dreams
So I pray now to the mother of all lies Under the holy mountain, I see through her disguise In the smoke of the afterlife, I dream with fallen gods Chastised
mother I said, "I'm crazy, Ma, help me" She said, "I know how it feels, son 'Cause it runs in the family" Oh, can you see the real me, mother? Can you
again, just a glimpse of a thought in your eyes. There can be no compassion when the black void you see is me. There can be nothing holy when I am the
on the blood of saints! Mother of harlots Sleeping with serpents Drunk on the blood of saints! Fortifying lies into Crooked mouths Suckling piglets of the Holy
