Wallachia - Hypotheist | Текст песни

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The folded hands creating the perfect image of God
Adjusting faith to make room for yourself
Standing proud on your moral high ground
The rules are applied for everyone else

Putting yourself above the law
Twisting the word to cover your own flaws
Damnation you bring upon us all
So let the angels sing and the money continue to roll

The molded man deep in trance by your crucitricks
Salvation depends on the wallet size
The promised land will in the end make you all rich
Kneel and pray as you throw the dice

The party is on at your Go-go Bar Mitzvah
Drinks are on the house, hallelujah!
When the table is empty and redemption is yet to come
The mirror of truth doesn't cast any reflection

Living a charade
Keep fooling yourself
A glamorous parade
I don't buy what you sell

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