Slayer - Read Between the Lies lyrics
[Slayer - Read Between the Lies lyrics]
Evangelist, you claim God speaks through you
Your restless mouth, full of lies
Gains popularity
You care not for the old that suffer
When empty pockets cry from hunger
Penniless from their generosity
Sharing their money to quench your greed
Searching for the answer to their prayers
They cry their last wish of need:
"Save me"
"His spirit lives and breathes in me"
The Almighty transformed to your screen
The meanings lost in it's translation
No holy words, describe his deception
You say you'll help us find the Lord
Tell me, preacher, how do you know?
A simple quest for a visible savior
To lead us through our final prayer:
"Save me"
Send your donations contribute to the cause
Luxuries, your righteous reward?
"Praise the Lord, praise God"
Is what you wish to sell
There is no heaven without a hell
In your mind's eye, could you truly believe
That, by giving, you can save your soul
Could you be so naïve?!
You heal the sick, you raise the dead
You blind the congregation
With the things you say
Religious blackmail, a deceit of trust
That death will come and all will be lost
Can you hear the serpent's call?
Look deep in those deceiving eyes
Ignore the writing on the wall
You should read between the lies
When doubt subsides, his honesty
An inquiry: Is it blasphemy?
Impure, the soul that's made to suffer
No sermons left to hide or cover
An empty promise, lie unfulfilled
To steal a dream or get it killed
They claim your trip to heaven's nearby
You may believe it, but Satan wouldn't lie
Your restless mouth, full of lies
Gains popularity
You care not for the old that suffer
When empty pockets cry from hunger
Penniless from their generosity
Sharing their money to quench your greed
Searching for the answer to their prayers
They cry their last wish of need:
"Save me"
"His spirit lives and breathes in me"
The Almighty transformed to your screen
The meanings lost in it's translation
No holy words, describe his deception
You say you'll help us find the Lord
Tell me, preacher, how do you know?
A simple quest for a visible savior
To lead us through our final prayer:
"Save me"
Send your donations contribute to the cause
Luxuries, your righteous reward?
"Praise the Lord, praise God"
Is what you wish to sell
There is no heaven without a hell
In your mind's eye, could you truly believe
That, by giving, you can save your soul
Could you be so naïve?!
You heal the sick, you raise the dead
You blind the congregation
With the things you say
Religious blackmail, a deceit of trust
That death will come and all will be lost
Can you hear the serpent's call?
Look deep in those deceiving eyes
Ignore the writing on the wall
You should read between the lies
When doubt subsides, his honesty
An inquiry: Is it blasphemy?
Impure, the soul that's made to suffer
No sermons left to hide or cover
An empty promise, lie unfulfilled
To steal a dream or get it killed
They claim your trip to heaven's nearby
You may believe it, but Satan wouldn't lie