Power Of Love
Are we not His dirty children, His unwashed sons who He holds dear
Are we not the proof that there may've been another creator
If this is the ultimate truth, it had to come out sooner or later
I've looked for the reason why we're here
I've kept on searching until it was clear
I've looked for excuses - can't find no other
We must be the product of God's kid brother
Their ivy halls are closed to us
We scrape to survive and we taste the dust
The things that we weren't meant to know
Are spo
Heaven Cent
You know you're fooling the people
When you tell your lies.
Corrupting innocent children,
Through your thin disguise.
You use their ignorance
To try and gain some trust.
How clean are your hands?
Your methods are unjust.
Another day, another dollar,
Another brain dead who will follow you.
Do you know what we represent?
No questions asked it;'s heaven cent.
Inflicting your terror,
Your victimising all.
No one is safe now,
From your downfall.
The indecent hypocrisy
Inflecting all mankind.
Do they choose not to see,
Or are they just blind?
Another day...
Green after crying out
For authenticity.
Sacrifice the one you love
For your false purity.
Bleeding the people,
Breaking down their will.
Performing the Lord's work
With a deadly skill.
Another day...