Believe Lyrics - Solitude Aeturnus

In this land of the pious 

Deceiving one of small mind 

Controlled as if - as if the devils tools 

I see a horizon - the armies align 

Prey upon the weak - twisting their feeble minds 

riding down - a sickend sort takes the reigns and dominates 

[CHORUS] 

Pray to your hands for salvation/bend your cross to fit your ways 

We are a species beaten by ignorance 

Misguided fools lost in a shell 

An open eye soon extinguished 

the blind lead the blind 

as we chase our death 

I believe - in only myself/the dark shall grow/in the end