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This is the official audio release of *PARADE OF THE BLIND* by *LOWBORN SAINTS *
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📖 *Lyrics*
Turn the lights down, pipe the sound in
They sell the truth, and we all buy in
Televised gospel from a plastic screen
Truth in a suit with a laser beam
They got a prophet in a boardroom chair
Reading scripture from a billionaire
March to the rhythm of a headline lie
While saints and sinners monetize
Prayers bought out by ad campaigns
And guilt baptized in market chains
This is the parade of the blind!
Marchin’ in step to a god redesigned
Don’t ask who’s holdin' the leash —
They smile while we grind our teeth
Bow down to the glowing sign
Worship the brand, confess online
Truth ain’t dead — it’s just refined
Into pills, into fear, into dollar signs
Eyes closed tight with a holy grin
While they bleach your soul from the outside in
Scroll-fed faith in a dopamine hit
Trade your mind for the price of a click
They build a pulpit out of glass and steel
Preach control, then call it “real”
But the sermon’s shaped to sell the state
Wrapped in robes made of license plates
This is the parade of the blind!
Marchin’ in step to a god redesigned
Don’t ask who’s holdin' the leash —
They smile while we grind our teeth
Sing praise to the gospel feed
Click "Amen" then go back to sleep
Truth ain’t gone — it’s just confined
To the cracks in the headline shrine
They don't burn books — they just flood the shelves
Drown you in voices 'til you doubt yourself
They don’t chain your hands — they program your choice
Singin' freedom in a pre-approved voice
“Who decides what’s real?”
— The man with the loudest screen
“Who decides what’s sin?”
— Whoever sells the dream
This is the parade of the blind!
Marchin' proud, but you’re still confined
Wavin' flags for a system rot
Holy chains in a gold wristwatch
Stand up — or stay refined
Your soul ain't yours if you walk that line
Truth ain't lost — it’s just denied
By gods with a logo and suits that lie
They fed us idols.
They fed us guilt.
And we said thank you…
As they burned what we built.
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