Texty písní Cry Of The Afflicted

Cry Of The Afflicted

The Influense Of False Pretense

While passing judgment reigns

And this face is not your own.

The evidence is on display

And I fear it's treason now.

Betrayed by these teachers revered now.

Who claim to love us, yes love us the most.

Guilty by association.

Can I lay this down, go underground?

Please show me the destination.

Where deception falls

And truth still calls by name.

Ascended to a throne.

They've raised on empty vows.

Held against the smallest debt

And this tainted glory found.

Can't wash all the blood

From their hands now.

This blood they've hidden

Will soon be revealed.

Now we stand accused, we stand accused.

We face the hate, the scorn of those

Who've been betrayed.

But our hope is justice for the crime they

Commit in Your name.