Idols

Blinded as we are!
We have worshipped and overthrown the gods
Declared them dead
As we became
Humble servants
To mass delusion
Slave to a king we ourselves, we have created

Idols for the broken
Idols for the weak
Idols for the broken
For the weak

The likes of us, knees sore
Blinded as we are
Heads held high, bathing in pride, in pride

We believe
And our idols will
Let it consume the rest
That's left of you
We believe
Farce mocks everything
By believing

Chant in praise
For I am cleansed
Chant in praise
Deliver me

As we willingly throw away
Our own dignity
The needs of brothers, who're not the same
We ignore

We have built these countless temples
In dedication, rivals for greatness
But they surpress our own foundation
Slave to a king we ourselves, we have created
Idols for the broken
Idols for the weak
Idols for the broken
For the weak

The likes of us, knees sore
Blinded as we are
Heads held high, bathing in pride, in pride

We believe
And our idols will
Let it consume the rest
That's left of you
We believe
Farce mocks everything
By believing