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Insecurity is what this world will feed you Superiority is what religion feeds you Why look to creations of man Answers never lye in created hands Pre-chorus: Won't you open your eyes Chorus: The world reeks of death Open your eyes You're religions full of death So open your eyes Dead philosophies is what this world will feed you Hypocrisy is what religion feeds you Why look to creations of man Answers never lye in created hands Pre-chorus: Won't you open your eyes Chorus: The world reeks of death Open your eyes You're religions full of death So open your eyes Bridge: Through the hays i see Arms open wide Visions so grand in scale Hidden by callused eyes Societal pollution Infects my very soul Only a divine presence Can make me whole Chorus: The world reeks of death Open your eyes You're religion's full of death So open your eyes