Judas Goat

See the sleeping figures holding up the clock

In Prague's old town square, blank faces of rock

They wander and they follow; guides, they call

Then the clock starts chiming: it's my wake up call

A rich man's war in poor man's blood

Silent their cries, the lost and loved

Led to the slaughter, led by false hope

Follow behind the Judas goat

Parasitic humans losing all, I feel

All that we believed was true, all I thought was real

Cheated, then set up by those we trusted most

Bitter was the drink of party on the host

A rich man's war in poor man's blood

Silent their cries, the lost and loved

Led to the slaughter, led by false hope

Follow behind the judas goat

A rich man's war in poor man's blood

Silent their cries, the lost and loved

Led to the slaughter, led by false hope

Follow behind the judas goat