Wilting on the Vine

The roots they spread on the face of the land

The seeds are spewing, from the mouth of the dammed

The love, the light, the worlds that define

Disgusting mask on those that seek to disguise

Our most basic needs are denied

Our most basic needs are confined

Filled with nothing, burned apart and left to decay

Endless deception preaching the end of days

Hypocrite

You're the one

Procession of the blind

Hypocrite

You're the one

Truth wilting on the vine

The roots, will grow, and take control of the sand

They rupture open from the the seams of the land

The blood, the lies, the deception and greed

A message hidden for the blind to receive

Our most basic needs are denied

Our most basic needs are confined

Filled with nothing, burned apart and left to decay

Endless deception preaching the end of days

Hypocrite

You're the one

Procession of the blind

Hypocrite

You're the one

Truth wilting on the vine

Stand down in the presence and preach my name

Bow down in the desert and crawl in vein

Face down in the desert to burn in flames

Face down in burning flames

Hypocrite

You're the one

Procession of the blind

Hypocrite

You're the one

Truth wilting on the vine