Mehida - A Block Of Wood lyrics

rate me

The carpenter draws a line

Makes an outline with a marker

Shapes the wood in the form of a man

That it may dwell in a shrine

He is relying on ashes

A deceived heart has lead him astray

So that now he won't save himself

Just won't say "This thing in my hand is a fraud"

It's man's fuel for burning

Will you ever be learning

It's man's fuel for burning

All Idols makers bow to nothing

Their precious production profits no one

And the witnesses to their own shame

Neither see nor understand

He is relying on ashes

A deceived heart has lead him astray

So that now he won't save himself

Just won't say "this thing in my hand is a fraud"

It's man's fuel for burning

Will you ever be learning

It's man's fuel for burning