My Falling Idle - The Weight Of Atlas, Garret Rapp

I only wish I could be half as pure as you,

But the devil inside is craving too much and

It’s only getting worse, all I see are demons hiding behind human skin

Holding up faces pretending we’re just like them,

Help me burn them

Burn all these demons,

I will guide you to the promised land

I lost my beliefs as a child when I couldn’t find a single joy in my life,

But now I’m gifted with sight

Set I cannot find faith in all my strife

I can’t let them see me for who I really am,

My hopes are drowning where are my false prophets now?

I’m not afraid to brave these frozen winds claws trembling.

Why can’t I be just like them?

It’s only getting worse.

All I see are demons hiding behind human skin

Holding up faces pretending we’re just like them

Help me burn them

Burn all these demons.

I will guide you to the promised land.

I talked to god and I said I need a way to save all my friends,

When he replied he made his demands

Worship me Worship no other man.

Give me your life

Give me all you can.

So I knelt before a god who was fake bowed my head and started to pray

(It's only getting worse)

All I see are demons hiding behind human skin.

Holding up faces pretending we’re just like them

Help me burn them

Burn all these demons.

I will guide you to the promised land

Tonight we make, a sweet embrace.

Call out in distress for those who pray.

Tonight we may just lose our faith,

Call out in distress for those who pray.

I have abandon my faith,

All that you’ve left is a disciple of hate.

I can’t take this distain

That I have for this race.

Tonight we make, a sweet embrace

Call out in distress for those who pray.

Tonight we may, just lose our faith.

Call out in distress to those who pray

Tonight we make, a sweet embrace

Call out in distress for those who pray.

Tonight we may, just lose our faith.

Call out in distress to those who pray.