Standing up on your soapbox all ablaze Quickly growing blind to your visionary gaze How fucking long can you keep up this charade Did I forget to mention Jesus saves Did I forget to mention you are full of shit Withered your facade of grace is wearing thin
I could never look at you the same No one could have foreseen your fall from grace All you are is just a sick old man Holy hypocrisy conspiracy
Your grace, withered, your holiness Your god, withered, lessened by your presence
I wish your congregation could see you now Hunched over and sodomizing one of your flock
If you hold the key to heaven, I don't want to go
Take the child by the hand Rape him of his innocence Check your virtues at the door Lose your robe, you're just a whore
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