Disciples

Disciples are ready to sacrifice
Human life before the gods
While virgins wait in paradise
Some find their truth in stars

Another claims we are born again
Beyond the mystic final dawn
But how do we know right from wrong
There is no writing on the wall

Who pulls the strings
You? Me? They? We?
Comitting sin after sin

The preacher on the sidewalk says
It's time that we repent
So listen hard and listen well
Cos he's from heaven sent

Who pulls the strings
You? Me? They? We?
Comitting sin after sin

Read between the lines
Make up your mind
But what are we supposed to do
If the reason to live is to die

Look straight into the eyes
Chose from the lies
But how are we supposed to live
If the reason to laugh is to cry

To live is to die slowly
Disciples of the lost and lonely

I don't know where to turn or who to believe
When prowlers of the night-time all run free

What if our time in this crazy world
Simply is the final round
And we're just here to raise some hell
And then go six feet under ground

Disciples using the sin

To live is to die slowly
Disciples of the unholy