Oh The Things That Religions Disquise
ARE YOU THERE
My shadow man, endlessly graving a trail
Through my mind bearing skull
Weighting sin on a scale
Of what used to be right
Now confusion prevails
And I cant find the source of the light
ARE YOU THERE
Sins from my past
Addictions that last
Did redemption relapse
Into grace overdrawn from the well
ARE YOU THERE
Though midnight is shining
I still see the tracks
Of a shadow man hiding
slipping through the cracks
OH
This floor called religion
but what lies underneath
Is Jezebel taunting
OH hissing lies through her teeth
leviathan laughs
cuz he hides in her eyes
OH
the things, that religions disquise.
OH
the things, that religion's disquise.
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