Delusion - All Things...

Over a moss covered tomb they stand
Think mist engulfs the land
Rejoice at the depths of an ancient druid, born of sin to rule
The shrine, the temple, the church of an elder race
Sick minds create despair
Fasting for years, they think his word is law
Of his lies they weren't aware

"Follow me into darkness"

Dread the eternal death of labor
Plarisees enquire of the disciples
Why dine with hands defiled, preach!

Be strong, strong in the Lord and in the
Strength of the Lord's might, embrace the
Armor, the whole armor of God, so that you
May stand up defend against the wiles
Of the fiend, his wickedness and treachery
Can't overcome. Not against flesh and blood
But against the principles, and against the
Powers of those who rule darkness

That you may be able to withstand the evil
Each day having done all to stand, stand
Therefore having girded your waist with
The truth having put on the breastplate of righteousness
Having shod your feet with the
Equipment of the gospel peace

Above all, taking the shield of faith
Which quenches the evil one's darts, take
The helmet of salvation, the sword of the
Spirit which is the word of God

Dread the eternal death of labor
Plarisees enquire of the disciples
Why dine with hands defiled, preach!

Over a moss covered tomb they stand
Think mist engulfs the land
Rejoice at the depths of an ancient druid, born of sin to rule
The shrine, the temple, the church of an elder race
Sick minds create despair
Fasting for years, they think his word is law
Of his lies they weren't aware