Feathers
They say that it's no good to dream of things to come
And that we must not rise above the skies
That the sunrise isn't our and the moon belongs to them
Just be satisfied with all their lies
(Chorus-Christian)
Not gonna listen to their prophets
Not gonna let em in my way
Gonna find the real was into heaven
Gonna get on my knees and start to pray
Gonna get on my knees and start to pray
Start to pray, start to pray, start to pray
They try to make us bow on our knees before their gods
And try take away our identity
And try to put the mark upon our hands and on our brows
And finally take away our liberties
(Chorus)
Not gonna listen to their dogma
Yeah, you know that doctrine is full of lies
Not gonna hear their propaganda
Gonna spread my wings and start to fly
Gonna spread my wings and start to fly
Start to fly, start to fly, start to fly
They try to pull us down when we're reaching for the stars
And try to take away all that we've gained
To keep us from ascending from the hell they give for free
And try to keep us down among the flames
(Chorus)
Not gonna bow down to their idols
Not gonna bend my knee at all
Not gonna worship their false prophets
Gonna spread my wings and leave them all
Gonna spread my wings and leave them all
Leave them all, leave them all, leave them all
