yeah, the classic.. still, this is giving me the creeps everytime I’m listening to it.

His Hero Is Gone - Like Weeds

Their words whisper lightly into newborn virgin ears:
“Our truth is the truth. Seek no solace in finding roots”
But the shadows have foes and like weeds we will grow.
Now there’s a war being waged: it’s over our words we must
Face as our lives unfold and convictions are old the real
Truth is told and like weeds we will grow..