Preacher - Razed In Black

Your lies have brought me to extinction

Your lies have brought me endless pain

Why live off misunderstanding

Taint what’s called «the golden rule»

Your misguided faith has run you through

With the horde of followers you have taken

Taken every bit of trust they need

Disguised behind the book of being

Disfiguring the word in meaning

Masked and blinded, it’s not what it seems

Disillusion haunts the mind, I’m weakening

Take my soul, release me of this shame

Pull me up against the grain

Smash me through my hollow grave

My fate concealed, I’m ready to believe