Lyrics:
Blinded Colony Bedtime Prayers

for infidels, all ready for destruction Look; we`ve got the pagans in south - feeding their gods Jesus disciples in our TV - needing their god We breed the beliefs The bedtime prayer

Are you there, dear old friend? I really miss you `Cos I can`t feel your beats unless my hand`s on my chest Guidance, please! Now don`t you shut down

Hatred awakes from many years of sleep We need a scapegoat again I laugh out loud `cos I don`t know what`s worse; cheap movie speeches or those who believe

Would it be such a shock if you showed your beloved face? Put an end to all doubt, `cos you can`t fucking judge me I never meant any harm You are God

It`s broken again, it`s broken again Always the same as no one gains when everything is perfect It`s all manufactured with a defect And since they can