This is a song about people who live their lives worrying about deamons and satan. The don't have any time left to worry about REAL issues because their religious/imaginary world distracts them.
Lyrics
REAL
Have you heard the voice at dusk,
Talk of blackened angels,
Hanging in the void and night,
They bleed the faithful.
Have you heard their prayers at all?
Make this real.
So they stand a chance to fight,
fight their deamons.
Can you make this real?
Real.....
Have you heard their prayers at all?
Make this real for them.
So they stand a chance to fight,
fight this deamon.
Can you turn their fears to flesh?
Show them wonder.
Pull them to your breast,
Pull them under.
Can you make this real?
Real.....
I've often wondered, how long
can they take this,
Make this real.
