Under Eden - Zealot lyrics

Zealot, extreme believer,

That your cause is just.

Reading between the lines

On weapons of distrust.

Spoken words are ammunition

For the martyr heart.

Twist the meaning,

Righteous seeming,

Shape your endless war.

Soldier, you choose your targets,

Judge them through your sights.

Murder the murderer,

Two wrongs will make a right.

Follow the whispered order

Deep inside your brain.

Vengeance for stillborn souls

Unable to be saved.

Believe in a dream,

See what you want to see,

Preach an ageless hate.

Tears that you bleed

Through a mask of false sympathy

Fulfill your empty fate.

Healer, both life and death

Shaped by your slight of hand.

Feeding the notion that

You are more god than man.

Gamble your fame and fortune

A bullet's game of chance.

Profit from poisoned veins

And thrive on violence.

Sustained by pain and bitterness

Is no way to live.

Drowned in the spin of ignorance,

Nothing left to give.

The victors write the history,

Then kill the messenger.

Instead of bettering their lives,

They fight to make ours worse.

Martyr, you've been deceived,

A pawn in this crusade.

Patriot fatality,

A grave without a name.