The Puppets of Heresy - Undawn

They are our opinion

They are hunting us

Unknown power of dominion

In which we blindly trust

They are elusive, distort the yin and yang

We acknowledge as fast as we can

Our freedom, is singularity

We are the puppets of heresy

Broken, with arms wide open

I am still walking

The path that leads to nowhere

We are the puppets of heresy

We got used to it, we’re blind to see

We are the puppets of heresy

We follow footsteps

Hold us blind and make our day

Even the architects got lost in the maze

Define our imposed values

Fulfill our hungry thoughts

Bombardment of influence

Like a magnet bound to be:

Broken, with arms wide open

I am still walking

The path that leads to nowhere

Trying to find the way

To get through these times

I’m trying to find the way

I’m trying to find the way

To get through these times

I’m trying to find the way, I’m willing to find

That your path is mine

Trying to find the way

To get through these times

I’m trying to find the way