The Holy Mountain - The Lines Are Drawn lyrics

I'll lay no praise At the feet of the tainted and vile beasts That call themselves men Whose aim to distill our energy To meet their needs Rob our souls To fuel their rotted institutions No authority given To be drawn and quartered By the horsemen of an impending Murderous apocalypse I will lay waste To the expectation Of falling in line Of joining ranks With the swelling ma**es Of picking up the call to values The smiling hatred and Discompa**ionate doublespeak I will not bow my head To the masters Power and commerce Under god Beasts wrapped in the cloths Of righteousness Implausible claims of equal access To the wealth of the few To chase what dreams we have yet to abandon We build their dreams We feed our bodies We feed our lives To build their dreams But have no illusions We've seen behind the masks And we keep our true selves from them Until they k** us Until we die They'll never win our hearts and minds