Fleas

They're all fleas under the carpet
Stepped on by the boots of time
Clinging to their own fanaticismsm
Their systems always in line
Racial slurs spoken in his mind
So much clouding up simplicity
Justified by reading between the line
(history says:) "Repeat after me"

(chorus)
Take you apart and make you right
Trade you answers for your own sight
Cuz death is better than heresy
So hallelujah, follow me...

Follow me...

You wear a tyrant's symbols joyfully. Let us all be enslaved
And you long for freedom's execution, but you'll die saying jesus saves!
Spoken like a true soldier, how noble their persecution...
If it's done in the name of good intention
What's one more slash of contitution?

(chorus)
Why don't you follow me?
Follow me! (×3)

Is there any hope for a world that insists on blinding itself?
And if you give yourself away, then what's left to fear in your hell?

(there's no fucking God...!) (×7)

(chorus)
Follow me!
Follow me...
FOLLOW ME!!