False Footsteps - Apostate

It hasn’t been long

Since you’ve chosen this path

But your heroes dissolved

Who’s your god now?

Who’s your god now?

How can you Hold your head high

When the ones You used to admire

Went down in an hour

Went down in one hour

You’re at the end of the road

No one is near, you’re alone

It’s all up to you — face

The fall of your idols —

You bowed to forged ideas praising the ones

Whose fame…

Was founded on a sellout

You spent your life on this

It seems like you have chosen

False footsteps to follow again

This time there is no one to pull you out

You’re on your own

No one cares enough to behold your descend