Hey, you Yeah, all of you Come to spell out your doctrine, come to carry us off Its you Its all of you This is all your fault Theres just too much to fight in this world Dividing this world To thrive in this world Theres just too much to fight in this world for me Im through with all of you The parlors and cold Its true Its nothing new And its all my fault Theres just too much to fight in this world The violence this world abides is absurd Theres just too much to fight in this world for me Im all alone Hello. Are you there? Axiologists throne Dead philosophers stare Hey, you Yeah, all of you Give me your gospel Sell us your charms Hey, you Call all the troops The other sides gone hellbent on Sharia Rise up Well build anew Father, carry our souls home
world, fight, much, axiologists, fault