A La Carte Songtext

The Intersphere

von Wanderer

A La Carte Songtext
À la carte, empty page
Pick the meal of your god
Who can tell us what to do?
Amateurs set us free
Self-obsessed, sins arise
Elevator to the sky
Got no plan, find the key
How to love, it's for free

Oh God, we kissed your intention
But then we put your wisdom in a pan and let it sizzle
The most disgusting dish made of pipe dreams and magpies
While we piss into the chalice you once held high

Burning all the bridges that we've built up
Ambivalence is all that we know
Now we're digging our graves on which the culprits
Will dance once again, hoping for salvation

Dealing cards, lift the curse
Alibis, too bizarre
Every sign of opening
Is breeding enemies
Harlequins, flowing robes
Lullabies, pain is dope
Far from reality
Your lust is heavenly

Oh God, didn't you see it comin'
Your preachers lost control of their bodies and their mission
They're justifying murder with guns under silk robes
Shock all the billion servants blinded by high hopes

Burning all the bridges that we've built up
Ambivalence is all that we know
Now we're digging our graves on which the culprits
Will dance once again, hoping for salvation
Burning all the bridges 'cause we found out
That religion is a cabaret show
Believing in whatever you may call it
Your head in the clouds, hoping for salvation

Is a sleeping god still in the room?
Did we misunderstand you or do you wrong?

Oh God, we talk, you don't listen
Are you the kind of father who goes missing when you need him?
Responsibility's given to another hate squad
Kill for the old forsaken names that you once held high

Burning all the bridges that we've built up
Ambivalence is all that we know
Now we're digging our graves on which the culprits
Will dance once again, hoping for salvation
Burning all the bridges 'cause we found out
That religion is a cabaret show
Believing in whatever you may call it
Your head in the clouds, hoping for salvation