Been Down So Long (Alternate Version)

Born from the blind, delusional mind

Bite the hand that feeds the lie

The garden is severed, burned is the truth

Open your eyes 'cause

God hates you

The serpents have the power coiled in illusion

A poisonous gift of beautiful sin

Paint the whore with the ashes of

EdenIt's time to face the end of the world

We have flown too close to the sun

But in space even angels can get burned

As death rains down upon them

Cleansing the streets in a cloudburst of blood

Black leather smoke coils up my nostrils

Tingling with death's surprise

It leaks out through the cracks

In the cold asphalt sidewalks of the city of sin

Feast upon the images of molten massacre

As the machineries of death grind relentlessly on

We have flown too close to the sun

But in space even angels can get burned

Lunacy breeds in silent fire

No hope for mankind as the world expire