Sitting in the spotlight
all eyes are on you
waiting for you to make a move
to follow you anywhere
you are their God
Churches erected in your name
monuments built to the sky
followers in the millions
books written in your word
you are their God
But now you look in the mirror
and you see a man looking back
but it is not you that you see
there is no resemblance at all
he is your God
Now seeing what you see
and knowing what you know
it is time to lay to rest
lies of blasphemy
and stop your stain glass masquerade
Oct 4, 2013
Oct 4, 2013 at 2:07 PM UTC
Sitting in the spotlight
all eyes are on you
waiting for you to make a move
to follow you anywhere
you are their God
Churches erected in your name
monuments built to the sky
followers in the millions
books written in your word
you are their God
But now you look in the mirror
and you see a man looking back
but it is not you that you see
there is no resemblance at all
he is your God
Now seeing what you see
and knowing what you know
it is time to lay to rest
lies of blasphemy
and stop your stain glass masquerade
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