Gabriel Curran - Icons And Devils lyrics

We idolize the prima donnas The braggadocio money makers The free Masonic narcissists With blood diamonds on their wrists The ego eccentric, pop messiahs That sing our souls to sleep The entertainers of fantasy That numb our minds to apathy It's the new religion of the celebrity, the worship of ones vanity s**ing our souls into the tube with lethargy Because all this time we're kept entertained, so we forget that we are slaves Trapped inside Plato's cave, flicking channels until the grave They tell us what to be They show us what to dream They sell us Vanity Through a screen The Gods wear Versace The Gods snort c**aine The Gods sing f** songs The Gods are celebrities You're the mogul of ma** desire The superficial vogue messiah The branded god of vanity The manufactured deity Her majesty the queen of lust Wearing the face of the status quo Masquerading the shallow dream Projecting paradise through a screen The Disney rhyming bling fiend The queen who*e of decadent dreams The inauthentic role model With a procession that will follow The cliche pop parade With lullabies to keep them dazed Dazed and confused, by their muse Mind abused Show us what to be Show us what to be Tell us what to feel Show us what to be I want lots of money I want to take d** I want to f** b**hes I want to be like you You're the chosen one, the demigod They worship you in the holy wood Bowing down at your ego shrine Praying to your fame divine Because monkey will see and monkey will do Monkey will try and emulate like you As you slowly debase the soul with Apathy You're the one they want to be as they become mirrors of your vanity Imitating your depravity, mimicking your obscenity The holders of the light set the trends of ma** desire The glory of the few shapes the dreams of the many They tell us what to be They show us what to dream They sell us vanity Through a screen