They crave control to please further more.
You bow and beg to stop.
Force you to kneel and to never complain.
You have your god, a ghost to deplore.
Faith, don't
Shame No
You think they are stronger, so very hollow.
You faced up to them, uncontrolled
They carve your name in stone
Don't you freak out, yet you still feel so cold
As they bring back the last of your own
Faith, don't
Shame No
You think they are stronger, so very hollow.
They think they're bold, but have they ever felt pain.
Dining with bread, wine and their pretty face
You take them out, you are aiming to reign
Threaten their pride, and you're leaving no trace