It`s been around for a thousand years
And it`ll be here for plenty more
It is the face hidden in disgrace
That has become now an open sore
It is a false messiah
It is the face of pain
The bringer of the bittersweet
The heretic insane
Take my scars
Thre - they stay - the same
So c`mon, c`mon, c`mon, c`mon
We gotta wake up
You don`t know you`re right
Your right from wrong
We gotta wake up
