The roots they spread on the face of the land
The seeds are spewing, from the mouth of the damned
The love, the light, the worlds that define
Disgusting mask on those that seek to disguise

Our most basic needs are denied
Our most basic needs are confined
Filled with nothing, burned apart and left to decay
Endless deception preaching the end of days
Hypocrite You are the one Procession of the blind
Hypocrite You are the one [bad word] wilting on the vine
Hypocrite You are the one Procession of the blind
Hypocrite You are the one [bad word] wilting on the vine

The roots, will grow, and take control of the sand
 [bad word] open from the the seams of the land
The blood, the lies, the deception and greed
message hidden for the blind to receive

Stand down in the presence and preach my name
Bow down in the desert and crawl in vain
Face down inside the desert to burn in flames
Face down inside the burning flames
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