hubris Songtext
von God Knows

All He wanted was acceptance
Every week he′s at the altar
Praying the sinners prayer
Been there so I can't fault him
You got to go along
To get along
That′s the route he chose
It's never been a sprint with them
It's always been a marathon
Culture clash
Like it′s Red Bull
And it′s dreadful
Because how you meant to put away the ancestors?
After all they done for us
The preacher
With his messages It's interesting
Infiltrated
Villages
Calling it a diocese
Transferring sins from home
To overseas
The Bishop had enough of him
Send him on a mission
Great commission
Soul before the vision
Falling victim
We never stood a chance
Of a system
In a system
Full of water in a cistern


Trying to flush away the faeces
In the faces of a people
Still picking up the pieces
Of a puzzle rearranged
With muzzles on our leaders
With promises of riches
From the great beyond

Flushing traces
Of a history of a People
Still picking up the pieces
Of a puzzle rearranged
With muzzles on our leaders
With the promises of riches
From the great beyond
Watch history repeats itself
(We watch history repeat itself)

All She wanted was acceptance
Every week she′s at the altar
Brother died in a cult
Gogo died from a cold
Why am I dying in this cold?
I'm losing everyone I know
And the preacher told me
I could have everything
I ever wanted
Old enough to know better
Young enough to trust
A father figure
There is no father bigger
To sum it up
The figures never added up
He′ll never have enough
Unplanned pregnancy
Was bad enough
The Father never claimed his son
But you can't touch my spirit
That′s the hustler in me
It's hard to believe
I'm quite hard to deceive
But it′s harder to see
When you are
Desperate for change
In a system
Of a system
Full of water in a cistern

Trying to flush away the faeces
In the faces of a people
Still picking up the pieces
Off a puzzle rearranged
With muzzles on our leaders
With promises of riches
From the great beyond
Flushing away traces
Of a history of a People
Still picking up the pieces
Off a puzzle rearranged
With muzzles on our leaders
With promises of riches
From the great beyond
Watch history repeats itself
(We watch history repeat itself)