Divine Masquerade
Could a word hold power over mind and body

when it relates to the soul?

long tragedies on battle fields

children tortured, one million kills

under the flag of our God



[Chorus]

Desires turn to blood

as lust claims our souls,

with the simplest lie of all:

to be chosen by some God



Centuries of slander

masked with opium slumbers

aimed to control our essence

to breed and keep their hold with fear