Remove your crown Self appointed king Master of deceit Dragged bodies through the streets
Stones to throw Heavy cross to bear Face behind a mask Facing a silent collapse
Oh preacher, tell your flock they don't stand tall The higher the structure you build, the further it falls
Concealed poison on lips of lovers They'll bring us to our knees Shake the earth eternally Condemn the broken Accept the weak Now whose turn is it to turn the other cheek
Oh preacher, tell your flock they don't stand tall The higher the structure you build, the further it falls
If ever you need light Step into the dark and look behind
Oh preacher, tell your flock they shall not fall Turn away, hide your face Hide your face so they can‘t see past your lying eyes
Oh preacher, tell your flock they don't stand tall The higher the structure you build, the further it falls
