Do you feel any fever any changes at all   In your truth a deceiver   Stranded and desperately cold      Branded the enemy, loosing the dignity   Bring on the effigy   Bring on the puppet to bear the load   Carry the load      If hope is your savior when destiny calls   Who will be braver you or the puppet   Saver of souls drowning in dangerous echo-less holes   If hope is your savior and faith is your friend   Then charity's hiding again      Bathing in sympathy praising the apathy   Bring on the effigy   Bring on the puppet to bear the load      Speak of the brave   Then they will come   Only to bathe in the warmth   Of the Sun   Speak of the just   Then it is done   Someone will pray for   The sins of the world