Chosen

It’s an early Sunday morning The devils on his knees Shallow self-importance Screaming to be seen The facade of something special Filled with rage and self-disdain Putting on a holy show Attempt to cover - all his pain His words speak so loudly Feels so good for the sheepish minds Believing is their weakness Truth so hard to find A delusionary Messiah Born – self-professed the chosen one Judging is his nature Self-appointed - holy son He’s chosen Chosen It’s another Sunday morning He’s out there planting rotten seeds Condemning those around him Fearful - they might see Cause when the golden veil is lifted Exposing the troubled soul The reflection through the stained glass Taints the Holy Ghost [Bridge] Armageddon’s now arriving So wipe those tears out of your eyes Persecution is upon you The angels start to cry You did your deeds For your selfish needs Now your life’s a living hell So you made that deal Swallow down your pill The horseman have arrived [Chorus] Yea - his words spoke so loudly It felt so good for the sheepish minds Believing is their weakness Truth so hard to find He’s a delusionary Messiah Born – self-professed the chosen one Judging is his nature Self-appointed - holy son He’s chosen Chosen Chosen