While everyone is yearning, to seek the ancient learning We stare into the darkness, of mankind in his sleep They pray that they are righteous, but sadly they all lie to us And the solitary preacher, ignores them as they weep He looks down from his vantage point, the rich man's head they now anoint And he teaches them the meaning, of people dying for a cause He leads the blind to battle, like herds of holy cattle And he watches from a distance, as they play their games of war Father of the night, unleash the seeds of hate Be watchful for the morning, for there is no time to waste The kiss of pride excites you, in rows of crimson stone The kiss of life deceives you, too long to be alone Why don't you k** me, why don't you k** me At dusk he waits in silence, preparing for the night Draining off his memories to train his heart to fight Searching for a reason, he plays the game so well Waiting for an answer, he raps the gates of hell Why don't you k** me, why don't you k** me And when the game is over, the loser pays his price Gives man another reason to scream into the night The lives that seem so empty, regret that they were born The warrior holds his breath, as he watches for the dawn Why don't you k** me, why don't you k** me