In That Dream I recall Pieces of Prisons Im Escaping In The Next Big Religion I do the cross thing Whichever way the wind blows Your mind in time Im nine our lives Unwide we find the wine red Or White like the days fade away A cloud of smoke blurred eyes Your always Brighter in the daytime You fight it after Midnight It Just seems to me Its Such a joke Every new walk through life just inherits Crhist You Should have to prove something first Prove Something First Prove something Your A Godfiend in that Dream I recall Pieces of Prisons Im Escaping From a black hole I craw I crawl Beneath My halo Emanating The only Proof You Need Is that You Know & todays Ways Divine Right Brainwashed Overnight You Shouldnt Have to lose something first Lose something your a godfiend The new cult king Yeah doing the cross thing Cant you see why im still wondering if there is a dog? Search for signs to light the path Show me the saviour Send a glimpse to glance & renew my faith Emerald meets the oceans blue In a shade of grey The general Knows not what to do As Tears run down her face Nails through her hands&feet On this cedar grave atone for sin Can this be can my soul be saved All alone i think to much Need to believe in something real Dont need this crutch because it just decieves Cant you see why im still Search for love or war To restore disorder Challenge me once more To hold my head above water Drowning quick Flooding soaked through my lungs Judgement day The verdicts in Seems the jury is hung