Fleshgod Apocalypse - As Tyrants Fall

Fall Hidden the truth for the masses By the leaders of an unconscious sickness Fenced in a paling of ignorance By the shepherds with their unending falseness Day by day become thing of past Dominators rule the flesh with precepts made of lie Confining the fool race in an eternal night Despots set the seed of fake in feeble human mind Inoculating superstition burns While the oppressors rise Dethrone them all Destroy the kingdom of those tyrants Taking the place they once had New world of false promise will born Under the name of brand new man Rise above them Build a new kingdom Find a complete new dominion Setting up the columns For a temple of false new gods Tyrants replaced by the tyrants as new leaders Are just unconscious victims Failing effort to refound a reign By shepherds condemned by their own power One by one they have to collapse Never ending spires that hold them Like a vortex deadly dance Cyclic conjuration that deceives all Slaves to their own nature dread Paradox of entropy of failing reign of clay