Blind Guides (from "Standard Of Love" – 2003)
(Chorus:) Blind, oh, blind guides of the blind
deep is the ditch you` ll both wind up in
Truth you won` t find in the closed
rejecting mode your mind` s in
repeating all the same old songs
On your pews on Sunday morning,
you dispised to heed the warning
You preferred to keep on yawning,
refused to see the new day dawning
Truth, the light & I` ll repeat:
Now you` ll have to face the heat
persecute the wise & sages
Burned a million sacred pages,
locked your pupils up in cages
There` s no war you wouldn` t wage
to try to blot out in your rage
The truth, the light & I repeat: Now you` ll ... ( Chorus)
That`s the way you chose to go
Soon you`ll feel the mortal blow
of one who`ll reap what they have sown
A better way you once were shown
but refused to even so, Truth ...
after you`ll have paid the dance?
Or will you settle for romance
with predition`s evil prince
& Reap the harvest of your sins?
Babylon, please take the hint! Truth ...