Oh what a terrible turn if events
The saviour's only son has spent
All of his gold, frankincense and myrrh
In a temple of lost love and saboteurs

An open book in careless hands
Could be the death of our advance
Can you feel the shame in your gut?
Now the scriptures been lost in the flood

Everybody put your hands in the air
Sing hallelujah cuz the end is near
No time for last words or a prayer in your name
The secrets out and all your gods are the same but...

Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
Let he without sin
Be the first to light them up
Do you expect a phantom to save you
If you can't even save yourself?

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