Preachers

Can you feel that every year
Is getting shorter, oh, my dear?
Something’s knocking on your door
Things you’ve never seen before
Limitless undying love
Turned out to be a tatty bluff
Dreams of yours were sold to you
By adverts on channel two

You’re just a brittle girl and this world is so cold
One more attempt to warm it could destroy your soul

Every closed door leads to another one
And achievements could so easily come undone
Selfish preachers of your faith won’t tell the truth you’re scared to know
All ambitions end up under the headstone

Wake me up while I still breathe
Show a place for us to flee
Time’s against us, that’s no fun
So grab the keys and load the gun
We’ll see so much different stuff
I heard it could be cruel and tough
All the tests you shall go through
Divide them, from now on, by two

You are a little girl with bones made of steel
No one can break you even on the catherine wheel

Any door is opening now at your caprice
But I’m warning you of creatures you released
Silly priests of your naif beliefs can’t guide us through the realm
It is up to you who will stand at the helm

Selfish preachers of your faith won’t tell the truth you long to know
Every broken heart will never be alone
Selfish preachers of your faith won’t tell the truth you long to know
Every broken heart will never be alone