Haven't you heard the prophets are gone
they've taken their songs and with it their truth
But nobody cares about truth anymore
we've traded it for cheap prostitutes
And all of the angels with all of their angles
couldn't break through all the noise
Cause we all like children were too busy fillin'
up all our time with our toys
Haven't you heard the girl in his bed
is not the women he wed just someone that he found
preaching one night, he saw sex in her eyes
and he fell for the lies that sent his world crashing down
You think that your armor means nothing can harm ya
but pride makes us blind to our vice
And once it was settled, with new tricks to peddle
he found a new flock to entice
Redemption's a funny thing when you don't wanna be saved
From the things that you cling to
Though they're dragging you down to your grave
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