Prey, for what
Believe in nothing
It's like a stone
The wall is so small
Religion of change
Prey for yourselves
Your faith is not true
If you don't believe it
Your end will become true

Your vision is only a dream
You can talk and you can scream
It doesn't exist
It's only the wind
That makes you fall
Like your dream, like your wall

It's syntactic god in your head
You don't know what he made
Prey, for what
It's for your soul
Finally) your god is here with you in the hole)