Whatever you believe nobody cares 

Whatever it is you think you know 

Don't give a God dam 

Reality is bullshit 

Reflection is a concept 

Based on your own fucked up ideal 



Don't call it part of your faith 

Another way you justify hate 



Voices shouting under water 

Drown you out, steal your air 

Blinded by their own illusion 

Through a crooked looking glass 



Army of theives 

Blood on their hands 

Lightning, fire and brimstone 

They'll say whatever they can 

Conspiracy theories, Arrogant trash 

They prowl alone and trvel in packs 



[Chorus] 



Vocies shouting in the water 

Drag you down, steal your air 

Dissolut, Diabolic 

Snake oil salesmen everywhere 

[x4] 

People of the lie 



Whatever you believe 

Nobody cares 

Idol worship, made of fantasy 

Don't push your deity on me 



Reality is bullshit 

Reflection is a concept 

Based on your own fucked up ideal 

[x4] 

People of the lie