[Lyric] The Empty Gesture (Helpless [UK])

We’re sowing seeds in arid ground
To please a god that we never worshiped

Blood climbs out from the eyelids of
Chosen sons and daughters
Fortune favours you

The empty gesture repeats
While your dirty little fingers clasp tight

Around the altar
Defilers dance
Blessing the father
A symbolic fallacy
Masking their fantasy
The fountain of youthPours from the throats
Of your children

Place your hand in mine
Or fall by the wayside
Crawl out
(Crawl, bow)

(Tear the mask, expose the face of truth)

It’s your choice