Immolation - Of Martyrs And Men Lyrics
Burdened by the world, too weak to deal with lifeBow to show your love, bow to show devotionDrowning in the sickness that vomits forth deceitFear not what is said, but fear what you believeRavaged by their words and into their open armsLike thieves they'll steal your mind and use it to controlAn endless sea of faces, an endless sea of lossTake your place in line and serve them until the endDo you think you follow greatnessDo you think you follow the divineDo you think you are the choseDo you think you are the fewA genocide of faithThe faithful wait their turnJust like slaves...hand in handJust like ghosts...souls in handYou take their livesYou take our heartsYou have no shameYou shake the worldDramatic stageFor your own gainYou say you're menWe know you're cowardsYou pitiful foolsThe true strong remainJust like slaves...hand in handJust like ghosts...now you're damned