

The preacher sins on Sunday morning
The sheriff steps outside the law
The teachers don't know much at all and
It's all the same, empires rise and empires fall
As we wander through the darkness, we'll die upon this hill
And the only pill to swallow is the one that make you ill
In this virtual reality, it's hard to see what's real
There's something left worth saving I'm holding onto still
The doctor is your local dealer
The banker cuts himself a check
The politician you believe in
Is never around, just empty promises and debt
As we wander through the darkness, we'll die upon this hill
And the only pill to swallow is the one that make you ill
In this virtual reality, it's hard to see what's real
There's something left worth saving that hasn't yet been killed
Where do we go when bound by the chains?
When the tide gets low, I'll wait for the waves
And still, I learn to let go with hope for a change
When the world is an asylum, how you stay sane?
Yeah, the times change
But it's still the same thing played out on a constant loop
As the wars wage on the centerfold stage
And storyline's nothing new
While we draw lines in the sand decided by the chosen few
Just for something to believe in, anything will do
And we throw spears over counterfeit fears
While the kings and queens all watch
Brothers shed tears
But it falls on deaf ears in a land that God forgot
Still, we thread hope through the hangman's rope
And lose sight of what was lost
All for something to believe in, but was it worth the cost?
As we wander through the darkness, we'll die upon this hill
And the only pill to swallow is the one that makes us ill
In this virtual reality, it's hard to see what's real
There's something left worth saving that hasn't yet been killed
Where do we go when bound by the chains?
When the tide gets low, I'll wait for the waves
And still, I learn to let go with hope for a change
When the world is an asylum, how you stay sane?
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Shalom, shalom, shalom
In the dying of the light, there's a chance to be reborn
Hold on, hold on, hold on
A mother reaches for the needle
A baby's lost before it wakes
Without guidance for the people
It's all the same, walls'll build, walls will break
Kilde: LRCLIB