No Idols
I had a dream where there wasn't a God
No idols there you kneel to
How do you feel, building up
Your own sins and virtues
How would you deal with vengeance, hate and crime
Leaving ti all to a justice in disguise
Guns, bombs, dying pawns in an unpredictable board
Is there anybody feeling somethings wrong?
Is there anybody watching what is wrong?
And it feels like calling out your name
Under a volley of thunderbolts
Deafening answers to my vows
And it seems I knocking at wrong doors
Maybe you ain't home
Maybe I'm dumb
Lurking from the bottomless pit
Where only blind souls fight for their sins
It's just the way it should be
No one to pray to for lifts
No one to guide you
Is there anybody feeling somethings wrong?
Is there anybody watching what is wrong?
And it feels like calling out your name
Under a volley of thunderbolts
Deafening answers to my vows
And it seems I knocking at wrong doors
Maybe you ain't home
Maybe I'm dumb
Maybe I'm dumb
And it feels like calling out your name
Under a volley of thunderbolts
Deafening answers to my vows
And it seems I knocking at wrong doors
Maybe you ain't home
Maybe I'm dumb
Maybe I'm dumb
No idols there you kneel to
How do you feel, building up
Your own sins and virtues
How would you deal with vengeance, hate and crime
Leaving ti all to a justice in disguise
Guns, bombs, dying pawns in an unpredictable board
Is there anybody feeling somethings wrong?
Is there anybody watching what is wrong?
And it feels like calling out your name
Under a volley of thunderbolts
Deafening answers to my vows
And it seems I knocking at wrong doors
Maybe you ain't home
Maybe I'm dumb
Lurking from the bottomless pit
Where only blind souls fight for their sins
It's just the way it should be
No one to pray to for lifts
No one to guide you
Is there anybody feeling somethings wrong?
Is there anybody watching what is wrong?
And it feels like calling out your name
Under a volley of thunderbolts
Deafening answers to my vows
And it seems I knocking at wrong doors
Maybe you ain't home
Maybe I'm dumb
Maybe I'm dumb
And it feels like calling out your name
Under a volley of thunderbolts
Deafening answers to my vows
And it seems I knocking at wrong doors
Maybe you ain't home
Maybe I'm dumb
Maybe I'm dumb
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