First demo I record in 7 years.

Suddenly the sky turns red.
Ashes and smoke in my lungs.
Flying cars and steak, we've chosen that instead.
Now mass is said, the bell has rung.

All of us are born from the same
Ancient patterns running in our veins.
No matter how we try, we steal, burn and lie.
Who will cage us, wipe out the stains?

Traitors of our land,
Worshipping idols instead.
Our head stuck in the sand,
Chasing that dollar again.

Suddenly I fall from the same,
Sky our fathers prayed to in vain.
Does it matter now that it's all gone to flames?
What is God if nothing remains?

Traitors of our land,
Worshipping idols instead.
Our head stuck in the sand,
Chasing that dollar and waving that flag yet again.

Emmanuel

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