They watch you every week They love to mold your mind They use the words of peace For the soldiers' battle cry
They want you to confess For the things you've done before Strange how the all knowing wants to know a little more
They'll drop you to your knees For fear of your afterlife In hopes that you will be their servant till the day you die
They watch you every week They love to mold your mind But I'm not going to kneel this time
I won't put another cent back into your collection bin I'm not going to respect you it's a fight you will never win Repent! For the sins you've done Do you practice the things you preach? Have you ever questioned anything? Or are you blinded by what you teach?
What you preach
I want to smash the stained glass Dive into their shrines Properly dispose of all the wine Bash apart the organ, pass around their cross I'm going to tear it down at any cost No bible left unturned No pew fet unturned I'm going to leave this place inverted!
This would look better if it all got rolled An upside down church ain't gonna save my soul It could be holier if we all stomped holes What a wonderful site for all to behold Such a site to behold!
Sorry if all my daydreams are all what i want to see It's to the point I want to make them a reality These lessons push me further While every soul you sell Make me feel I'm no longer afraid to burn in hellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
