Dogma Enthroned Songtext
von The Showdown

There is no hope
There is no hope

Godmother, tempter, tormentor of souls
Fuel for our conflict, the source of all woe
Weakness and fear, a crutch for the mind
Corrupter of love, the father of lies

Breathe in the dirt
Talk what is true
Breathe in the dirt
Your mind is not your own

There is no hope
There is no hope

Like puppets, we dance at the whim of the strings
And eat through the lies told to comfort our fears
We′re weak, confused, we stand for nothing
With chains of no safety, an anchor on me


Breathe in the dirt
Talk what is true
Breathe in the dirt
Your mind is not your own

You've been fed us lies
No place to hide, no truth
Swallow and choke
Give up the ghost, no hope
Tear out your eyes
Reject his lies, no truth
Rip free your mind
The decent defies, he knows

Breathe in the dirt
Talk what is true
Breathe in the dirt
Your mind is not your own
Breathe in the dirt
Talk what is true
Breathe in the dirt
Your mind is not your own