Corporate Cross - Sienna Skies

Where we last cast off felt like a place of change

To where the face was a face that we believed would mend

The burning crosses and dead souls that died for amendment

Running riot in a town that bigots fail to mention

And if the regulations

Meant you can get away with this

Then the people can’t help

But feeling used and cheated

Now you stand on your pedestal begging all to hear

While your followers reduce to reproducing fear

Left in the heart of man

From the vultures and leeches and snakes in the grass

Left in the heart of man

From the vultures and leeches and snakes in the grass

You say the heavens have sent you to fix this mess

But now you’re counting the dollars and never making sense

The world won’t stay blind forever

The broken backs and calloused hands

Will strangle the throat, that left the poor to beg

But for the last time we stand tall with heads high

When we’re left broke

But you still stand on your pedestal begging all to hear

While your followers reduce to reproduce fear

Left in the heart of man

From the vultures and leeches and snakes in the grass

Left in the heart of man

From the vultures and leeches and snakes in the grass

Left in the heart of man

From the vultures and leeches and snakes in the grass

Left in the heart of man

From the vultures and leeches and snakes in the grass

I’ve got, no fucking respect for you

Your story can’t convince me to join you

With all my demons, and insecurities

Peace in my head will fucking kill me

So here is the church.

Here is the steeple

Open it up and fucking rescue the people

So here is the church.

Here is the steeple

Open it up and fucking rescue the people

Left in the heart of man

Open it up and fucking rescue the people

Left in the heart of man

From the vultures and leeches and snakes in the grass

So here is the church.

Here is the steeple

Open it up and fucking rescue the people

Left in the heart of man

From the vultures and leeches and snakes in the grass