Once there was a time when we could learn 

all the simple pleasantries a follower should yearn 

now all that I can do is watch them burn 

and wish that I could save them all, or just one 


See the Fake, everyday shaking hands of men, promising the end. 

Hear Him Speak of all the things that we need to hear, to adhere 


Justify, your secrecies that surmise your cries 

I see the way you look around the bend 

is it going to end, when? 


The visions that I've seen have left me torn 

between the resurrection and the prophecy unborn 

I think that I will document the fall 

and say I hate to say it 

but I told you all.. 


See the Fake, everyday shaking hands of men, promising the end 

Hear Him Speak of all the things that we need to hear, to adhere. 


Justify, your secrecies that surmise your cries, 

I see the way you look around the bend 

is it going to end, when? 

Justify, your secrecies that surmise your cries, 

I see the way you look around the bend 

is it going to end, to end? 


Your side, choose wise 

your side, choose wise 

your side choose while you can. 


Justify, your secrecies that surmise your cries 

I see the way you look around the bend 

is it going to end, when? 

Justify, your secrecies that surmise your cries 

I see the way you look around the bend 

is it going to end, to end, end? 

When you change your mind is it going to end?