Look through your eyes to see My own immorality Do you practice what is preached or only sit within pulpits reach Carry through the weak Sundays feat Any mind silent enough to teach As you seek your greater deed I am forced to bow at your feat
Behind your eyes I see the lies and a past without belief Advise me now with forgiving tongue while you stand before judging me
Plank In the eye As you ridicule me for saw-dust in mine Words from that book you read- When you find the time Tell me once again how blessed you are New life line I look to you only with questions in mind
Behind your eyes I see the lies and a past without belief Advise me now with forgiving tongue while you stand before judging me show me now the path to self righteous hypocrisy May I borrow crown and staff As I spread your lies and deceit
Knowing deceptions are not all that fall from every tongue that speak One must find owns path ... and self clarity this self loathing turmoil has got to cease Sort through the blasephemy find cure to my disease
Through the mouths of man Our past prophets speak How twisted words become on tongue of humanity Compassion replaced violence ... hostility I seek only the truth not hypocrisyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
