The preacher sins on Sunday morning

The sheriff steps outside the law

The teachers don't know much at all and

It's all the same, empires rise and empires fall

As we wander through the darkness, we'll die upon this hill

And the only pill to swallow is the one that makes you ill

In this virtual reality, it's hard to see what's real

There's something left worth saving I'm holding onto still

The doctor is your local dealer

The banker cuts himself a check

The politician you believe in

Is never around, just empty promises and debt

As we wander through the darkness, we'll die upon this hill

And the only pill to swallow is the one that makes you ill

In this virtual reality, it's hard to see what's real

There's something left worth saving that hasn't yet been killed

Where do we go when bound by the chains?

When the tide gets low, I'll wait for the waves

And still, I learn to let go with hope for a change

When the world is an asylum, how do you stay sane?

Yeah, the times change, but it's still the same thing played out on a constant loop

As the wars wage on the centerfold stage and storyline's nothing new

While we draw lines in the sand decided by the chosen few

Just for something to believe in, anything will do

And we throw spears over counterfeit fears while the kings and queens all watch

Brothers shed tears, but it falls on deaf ears in a land that God forgot

Still, we thread hope through the hangman's rope and lose sight of what was lost

All for something to believe in, but was it worth the cost?

As we wander through the darkness, we'll die upon this hill

And the only pill to swallow is the one that makes us ill

In this virtual reality, it's hard to see what's real

There's something left worth saving that hasn't yet been killed

Where do we go when bound by the chains?

When the tide gets low, I'll wait for the waves

And still, I learn to let go with hope for a change

When the world is an asylum, how do you stay sane?

Hold on, hold on, hold on

Shalom, shalom, shalom

In the dying of the light, there's a chance to be reborn

Hold on, hold on, hold on

A mother reaches for the needle

A baby's lost before it wakes

Without guidance for the people

It's all the same, walls'll build, walls will break