Fatten those tender lambs 'Til they're ready to be brought forth into the temple of lies. Taste this powder make a choice before someone hurts the children they're gonna show us the oppression that we've felt we hope aggression dies away. Shocked brains wondering who's gonna fall impressions from the holy eyes I'm hearing their lies I'm seeing their eyes looking for preys What's gonna happen in this place? confused mental state. I see their faith riping apart. Show them your shape shattered, beaten, tired. they say : just pray questions dividing us. like a blurred image composed of fantasies believe it their ideals are on decay. Fixed way we see that's only an ambition for along time we've drunk their insults with fear vestiges of repentance we're afraid to see beyond our eyes what do we hide? Feign compassion and pull out his heart with your hand There's no much left here They are so lost yearning madly for a clear light The temple of lies.