Lyrics
Voices of the sceptics all get in line
Speaking your mindless points of view
And let the masses listen to doubtful affirmations
Paranoia of your tainted shrine
Disregard the many, believe the few
Their incomprehensible negotiations
They won't obey
Unhinged, a sceptic supreme
Feet made of clay
They want free from this regime
Climb through the haze to the pinnacle
Push through the fear
When you see the world through narrow eyes
And not realizing what is wrong or right
Don't get tempted, don't give in to the lies
Break from shade to light
False scenarios from untrustworthy souls
Who's spreading stories for the absurd
They want to turn us with their unholy prophecies
Uncertain now, their end and their goals
Sages despise this unyielding herd
They believe nothing but their dark deities
They won't obey
Unhinged, a sceptic supreme
Feet made of clay
They want free from this regime
Climb through the haze to the pinnacle
Push through the fear
When you see the world through narrow eyes
And not realizing what is wrong or right
Don't get tempted, don't give in to the lies
Break from shade to light
Lost in a cause, forced to be
Crushed, fade to dust, start to believe
All you ever see
The world of a sceptic supreme
They won't obey
Unhinged, a sceptic supreme
Feet made of clay
They want free from this regime