Minds Under Pressure

The golden calf has returned so bow your heads in prayer
The seeds of sorrow already sewn, deceptive is it real?
The perfect advice is to follow the footsteps of doom
A line of distortion awaits the predictions presumed
Despondency serves such a purpose so never assume
Discarded beliefs on the brink of the morrow thats due

The golden calf has returned so bow your heads in prayer
Dishonesty always wins, there is no moral there
Into the land of the dead, theyre searching for their daily bread
Still faced with endearing disgust, the sickness is really a plus
They silently pray to their God, the tears flowing so endlessly
The pastor he slowly will nod, preparing for the victory

Your minds under pressure, theres no escaping justice

Minds under pressure, theres no escaping justice
Minds under pressure is it really them or just us
Minds under pressure, theres no escaping justice
Minds under pressure is it really them or just us

Your minds under pressure, theres no escaping justice

The golden calf has returned to smile on all who kneel
The seeds of sorrow already sewn, deceptive is it real?
Into the land of the dead, theyre searching for their daily bread
Still faced with endearing disgust, the sickness is really a plus
They silently pray to their God, the tears flowing so endlessly
The pastor, he slowly will nod, preparing for his victory

Minds under pressure, theres no escaping justice
Minds under pressure is it really them or just us