Oh In the halls of the forsaken where whispers never cease
Chained by holy doctrines a never-ending lease
Demons dance in circles around the altar's flame
Preaching false redemption in a sanctified shame
I see the serpents dressed as saints
Binding minds with iron restraints
Exorcise the lies they bring
In the house of gods we pull the strings
Pull the strings
In the house of gods we pull the strings
Through the stained glass windows cracks of doubt emerge
Holy water's poison a sacrificial purge
They chant their empty promises a chorus of deceit
In the grip of dogma our spirits face defeat
I see the serpents dressed as saints
Binding minds with iron restraints
Exorcise the lies they bring
In the house of gods we pull the strings
Pull the strings
In the house of gods we pull the strings
In the ritual's confines we see the masquerade
The clergy's twisted faces in daylight masquerade
With bibles turned to weapons they try to cleanse the soul
But in their holy madness they lose all control
I see the serpents dressed as saints
Binding minds with iron restraints
Exorcise the lies they bring
In the house of gods we pull the strings
Pull the strings
In the house of gods we pull the strings
In the temple's shadow we stand unchained
From the clergy's venom we've abstained
Demons exorcised not from the heart
But from the lies that tore us apart
Tore us apart
From the lies that tore us apart