Another gift of faith

Misplaced I erase


all the spells you placed on me

Never could have worked

I don't believe a word

That you couldn't keep

a curse for yourself



Can't wake me up

Hey can't make me up

Can't wake me up

Hey can't make me up



The soil is dry and dead

The city's painted red

The goldens Gods are fed

Souls for sale

There's no roots in the tree

No harvest for the feed

Babylon is free

one world slavery...



Can't wake me up

Hey can't make me up

Can't wake me up

Hey can't make me up



Underneath the plastic skin

inside the truth lies deep within

Green with envy all their sins

A fortress empty plagues his kin

The hidden leader leads astray

Dawn of evil fades with grace



Can't wake me up

Hey can't make me up/Hey

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