Released on January 29, 2013

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[Verse 1:]

I stand back

Looking at the telecast

Watching humankind

Mold and caste their golden calves

From some Baptists to the Boom Baps

From allah to aristocrats

Gods in all forms, shapes

Sizes and formats

I see my own skeletons

Under the floor boards

Gods I used to mess with

Adore, caress with

And still feel the allure

From their corpses

Knocking at my new man's closet

But the menu done changed

Vomit ain't on it

And neither are the gods

That I was serving in the audience

Bump the applause

It only clogs the human conscious

And the ability to process the obvious

No man is God

And neither are his products

But the pile of the objects

We compile in the firepit

To mold and make monsters

Is preposterous

Throw a crown on it

Call it divine

And make men puppets

God's prints all around us

But at the core of it

We want the praise

Which is opposite of giving it

Think a 'bit

Then tell me young lord

Who really is the hypocrite?

Dead architects with only artifacts?

Or the fact that God proves himself

In all nature's specs

With or without your recollection

Pay attention

Listen


[Verse 2:]

These hands have laid more bricks

Than you could imagine

But there is no innocence in

Diligence so work can often

Convert to bragging

It's that slight slip that gets

A tripped up in the first place

The minute success is tasted

We instantly seek more praise

It comes from the lips

Of the layman and is wrongly

Aimed at the stage

Constantly craving sips

Of compliments carving

Our confidence

But it's all meaningless

Intravenously feeding us

This poison that keeps on leading us

Down this deadly path

Where conceit and deceit meet

And sin creeps in,...

So we begin to sing the same

Songs that the not so strong

Saints sang

Standing around babbling on

Brick by brick building a tower

Of babel around the borders

Of Babylon, making us believe

That we're bigger than what

We really are when

All we are is dust

Trust that God is a jealous God

With every right to deal with us

But because God is all powerful

And gracious instead of

Devouring us and crushing us

He tears down those tall towers

To save us