Plastic God (An Autumn Dream) Songtext
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Plastic God (An Autumn Dream) Songtext

PLASTIC GOD
(an autumn dream)

Just a dream in a cold night
An ancient church full of silence and fear
People wait for a new messiah
I can hear the priest's voice of command:
"your lives are spent in vain,
You must pray for a chance!"


He's a plastic god,
Burning hate
He's a plastic god,
A white little grave
Just a plastic god!
Can you hear his voice, feel his touch?
Why can't you see his lost black soul, his lost black soul, his lost black soul

In confusion and darkness, are you losing your mind?
Among tears and suffering, the prophet will come,
Walking through fire, and blinded by rage, he'll reborn in lies,
Searching for revenge, like a lost black soul!

Another false prophet among us,
A new form of mind control
He gives hope, promising future,
But he only takes away money and illusions!

He's a plastic god,
Burning hate
He's a plastic god,
A white little grave
Just a plastic god!
Can you hear his voice, feel his touch?
Why can't you see his lost black soul, his lost black soul, his lost black soul

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