Tempting is your preach
The thoughtless dolls are all delighted
Never asking why
You summoned them for pointless lives
Desperate for a faith
The infinite minions crawl
Unaware and a-hoping
A-whining anthems as they fall
Come follow me - fall into slumber
Come follow me - my mental slaves
Come follow me - follow my word
Come fall before me
Desolated fields
I breathe rapidly
Any shade of faith
Would cure misery
A choice is to be made
Whether to crawl unconscious
Or for all left time-lapse
To suffer the constant drift
I shall cleave your false and loving face
To see what lays behind
Come and punish me
Lord of countless lambs
Come follow me - fall into slumber
Come follow me - my mental slaves
Come follow me - follow my word
Come fall before me
Desolated fields
I breathe rapidly
Any shade of faith
Would cure misery