They don't know what they say They never knew they don't believe in anything They feel nothing Just dead prayers for a lying life They need a leader That says it's all right, yeah, it's all right To kill for killing To lie to win Humiliate to make these dead prayers of a sad life come true In this moment, we crawl through the tunnels, like rats Protecting us from ignorance and false gods We see the light, however shy it is Still life fades away We'll be reborn and ready