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So hide; hide from the reality
we lie; decieving ourselves
we smile; smile so heartily
we cry; inside us is hell.
A lie kills, the truth heals,
You tell me jesus is here.
Your eye fills, your heart feels,
the emptiness he left; your fear.
So where is he now, this hero of yours?
Who died on the cross for salvation?
So where is he now, this figment of yours...
In this depth of hell, of starvation?
Well the answer is there,
but inside yourself..
No cross, no church,
It's nowhere else.