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Behind the curtain, with a smile so clean
He stands on his pedestal, pretending to be seen
With words like silver, he tells us what's right
But behind closed doors, he hides from the light
He hides from the light
The truth he’s bending, but who’s keeping score?
He’s a saint in disguise, but his sins ask for more
Preaching from the shadows, moral crown so high
But the dirt on his hands never meets the sky
He calls for virtue, but his heart’s in decay
The immoral preaching moral
Who are we to obey?
He speaks of justice, of purity, of peace
But deep in his soul, the lies never cease
He points his finger at those who stray
While he walks the path he tells us to stay away
The truth he’s bending, but who’s keeping score?
He’s a saint in disguise, but his sins ask for more
Preaching from the shadows, moral crown so high
But the dirt on his hands never meets the sky
He calls for virtue, but his heart’s in decay
The immoral preaching moral
Who are we to obey?
Do we follow the blind, when the truth's in the dust?
When the wolf wears the wool, who are we to trust?
He’s the king of the sermon, the keeper of lies
But we see the cracks in his righteous disguise
Preaching from the shadows, moral crown so high
But the dirt on his hands never meets the sky
He calls for virtue, but his heart’s in decay
The immoral preaching moral
Who are we to obey?
Do we follow the blind, when the truth's in the dust?
When the wolf wears the wool, who are we to trust?
He’s the king of the sermon, the keeper of lies
But we see the cracks in his righteous disguise
Who are we to obey?
When the truth fades away
