Spiritual Imposter

Spiritual imposter Foster some hope, guarded to cope In this endless strain You could not grow these seeds Relentless repeat, death and disease Like the end of days If you're away too long Then you've been misinformed Everything said is scorned Everything here is gone Have we done this before Foster the cause, guarding the doors To the things I shape Spiritual imposter Don't ever want to be far from this city Spiritual imposter When we get back not even the silence miss me Spiritual imposter If you haven't been warned then I guess this is a warning Spiritual imposter My people don't care if it's dusk or if the day is dawning