Harvesting Sheep Lyrics

I'll stop to listen to your words. I'll spit them out just like you have. They'll come from miles to hear the â??newsâ?. They'll leave like sheep under your hand. The word is out and your the enemy. You lost this game because...You're sold on answers with trimmed lines. You sold your soul. Protect us from the hate you hide. Provide the fiction for your fight. Comfort those who scream for the truth. With righteous whims of sanctity.