The New Gods - Stray From The Path

How can you Justify

All the lives you fucked up?

Show me the «truth»

And I’ll show you the cover up

Sick to my stomach

Sick of the lies

‘Cause everything you touch

Curls up and dies

Strong arming weak minds

Tell me how can you sleep at night, alright?

Pretty well I’m sure, trust me you’ll get your turn

Before you watch the world burn

Your profit My coffin

What’s left for the rest of us?

Your profit My coffin

Sick dead and dumb but it’s okay ‘cause

Your profit My coffin

What’s left for the rest of us?

Your profit My coffin

A sacrifice for the new gods

Planting caskets, like seeds

Laid to waste with the worms, the weeds

White lies on the labels we read

Fine print felons, down with the dying breed

Your profit My coffin

What’s left for the rest of us?

Your profit My coffin

Sick dead and dumb but it’s okay ‘cause

Your profit My coffin

What’s left for the rest of us?

Your profit My coffin

A sacrifice for the new gods

Helpless — Crucified

Tell me, How can you Justify?

A sacrifice for the new gods

What’s left for the rest of us?

Your profit My coffin

What’s left for the rest of us?

Your profit My coffin

Sick dead and dumb but it’s ok ‘cause

Your profit My coffin

What’s left for the rest of us?

Your profit My coffin

A sacrifice for the new gods