Houses of the Fallen

Hard Rock song from my album of the same name.

Cancer in your gut, cancer in your mind
Will they realize, all the evil lies
That keep you up at night
Another rape from the system
Another let down from the ruling class
Give me a demagogue
A man to break through the looking glass

Hear me, Feed me, Praise me, Love me
I can be your idol
The shining man, with the foolproof plan
Claim me, Worship me

Twenty bucks in a dollar store
Used to get you so much more
Another network with the streaming content
Driving your family deep in debt
They knock on your religion
Makin new rules with a thousand fees
They try to feed you compassion
When all you want is to be free

Hear me, Feed me, Praise me, Love me
I can be your idol
The shining man, with the foolproof plan
Claim me, Worship me

Oh, in the house of the fallen man
The savior sits with apostles of lies
Oh, in the house of the fallen man
Vengeance flies, from on high
Friend, did you get what you wanted
Friend, did you get power at last
Did you get revenge on all you hated
Did you break through, that looking glass

Give us a demagogue

In the houses of the fallen
They sit and stew in hate
In the houses of the fallen
They bemoan their outcast state