Illusion Of Human Glory

Pureless Divine

Compositor: João Paulo / Renée Costa

I stand in the morning
And out like for villages
Honors and glories being
Given to a mere human sinner

False prophets claim
To be the salvation of this world
So the glory is given to
The lies feeding the illusion of human glory

Masters seeks to hide
But they know the truth
Just do no want to accept
That an old book is the source of wisdom

Mans become monuments
Idols of public reverence
Gods in their acts
Being only mans poor in spirit

Religion damn!
That imprisons hearts
Making them believe in saints
The illusion of human glory