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von PTI

Today, I felt the pain
Poor, by common standards
Today, I felt the shame
You change, while I stay the same

Your cross is nothing but wood
Your statue′s nothing but stone
Your money's nothing but gold
Your icons are all alone

A life made of chains
We′re tied to our positions
What all that remains
Will never be happy

Your cross is nothing but wood
Your statue's nothing but stone
Your money's nothing but gold
Your icons are all alone


A lifetime of living in this world
What′s real and what′s in imagery
Fall to my knees, I hold my head
It's white noise, please help me, heal me
When everything has died for naught
My mind creates this single thought
You live your life a full out lie
You worship your false icons

A world made of clay
We yearn to burn up faster
Rain washes us away
We build it faster

Your cross is nothing but wood
Your statue′s nothing but stone
Your money's nothing but gold
Your icons are all alone

A lifetime of living in this world
What′s real and what's in imagery
Fall to my knees, I hold my head
It′s white noise, please help me, heal me
When everything has died for naught
My mind creates this single thought
You live your life a full out lie
You worship your false icons