Essenza - Plastic God lyrics

Just a dream in a cold night An ancient church full of silence and fear People wait for a new messiah I can hear the priest’s voice of command: your lives are spent in vain, You must pray for a chance!” [but you are not safe, ‘cause:] He’s a plastic god, Burning hate He’s a plastic god, A white little grave Just a plastic god! Can you hear his voice, feel his touch? Why can’t you see his lost black soul, his lost black soul, his lost black soul In confusion and darkness, are you losing your mind? Among tears and suffering, the prophet will come,

Walking through fire, and blinded by rage, he’ll reborn in lies, Searching for revenge, like a lost black soul! Another false prophet among us, A new form of mind control He gives hope, promising future, But he only takes away money and illusions! He’s a plastic god, Burning hate He’s a plastic god, A white little grave Just a plastic god! Can you hear his voice, feel his touch? Why can’t you see his lost black soul, his lost black soul, his lost black soul