I see you walk within your people
you charm them with your mind
you give your mysic antedote
that draws tears to their eyes
passionaly clever
yet lucky to be be wise
you make your nonbelevier strip through
whiles with your lies
well you can make beleivers
kneel before your wishful eyes
and no one knows this better than your own mind
you can play that part of messiah anytime
but it wont put an end to that darkness you feel inside
and it wont be too long til the poison eats you up inside
Beleivers of the Day
The angel could be heathen
from the earth and televine
and to all who set upon the road
may you never be the kind
you can walk on water
heal the sick
predict the end of time
the gardens full of many who can spin the fragile mind
well you can make beleivers
kneel before your wishful eyes
and no one knows this better than your own mind
you can play that part of messiah anytime
but it wont put an end to that darkness you feel inside
and it wont be too long til the poison eats you up inside
Beleivers of the Day