His Hero Is Gone - Like Weeds

Monuments To Thieves (1997)

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 our words we must face
As our lives unfold
And convictions are old
The real truth is told
And like weeds we will grow