Illvsion Shaper

But you are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, a holy nation
His own special people, that you may proclaim the praises of
Him who called you out of darkness into his marvelous light

I beg of you, heal my heart
Absolve my fear with your tongue
Speak words of divine reward
Was it all in vain? Am I the one?
I beg of you, touch my soul
And the black to a color swashed in monochrome
Rip cancer from my lungs
Like blood being drained from churches and abbeys

Say this, show me, if not myself, betray me
Oh, do you hear me? Show me, believe me!
I'll do whatever you want if you keep me here
Look into my eyes and say you believe me

I am but your feeble servant
Take me for the rise of dawn
Please grant my only wish
And be my illusion shaper
Tell me I might be the one

I beg of you, hear my plea
This ain't about no paradise for those who bleed
God preachers controlling the masses with fear and lies
Bloodletting and leeches
I beg of you, see through my eyes
This is reality, highest step and lowest heights
The gray zone, the unknown
Victim in between the virgin and the sodomite

Say this, show me, if not myself, betray me
Oh, do you hear me? Show me, believe me!
I'll do whatever you want if you keep me here
Look into my eyes and say you believe me

I am but your feeble servant
Take me for the rise of dawn
Please grant my only wish
And be my illusion shaper
Tell me I might be the one

I am but your feeble servant
I am but your feeble servant
Take me for the rise of dawn
Please grant my only wish
And be my illusion shaper
Tell me I might be the one