| Hold the cross up high into the sky | |
| far above your head | |
| in sacred decadence. | |
| In pride and honour | |
| you wear the crucifix | |
| as a shield towards | |
| the bitter consequence. | |
| Your sins are not redeemed | |
| by swearing perjury. | |
| Your sense of self-esteem | |
| has miles to go to sanctity. | |
| Your sins are not redeemed | |
| by swearing perjury. | |
| Your sense of self-esteem | |
| has miles to go to sanctity. | |
| See the spiteful and widening cracks | |
| in the bricks of all their | |
| picture perfect walls. | |
| The hollow grins of their hypocrisy | |
| they rock the basis until, | |
| until it starts to fall. | |
| Your sins are not redeemed | |
| by swearing perjury. | |
| Your sense of self-esteem | |
| has miles to go to sanctity. | |
| Your sins are not redeemed | |
| by swearing perjury. | |
| Your sense of self-esteem | |
| has miles to go to sanctity. | |
| Step inside with your commandments, | |
| bring your holy book. | |
| Show me your divinity. | |
| To me you're just a sheep | |
| with zippers in the back. | |
| Your costume does not fool me | |
| (Guitar Solo) | |
| Your sins are not redeemed | |
| by swearing perjury. | |
| Your sense of self-esteem | |
| has miles to go to sanctity. | |
| Your sins are not redeemed | |
| by swearing perjury. | |
| Your sense of self-esteem | |
| has miles to go to sanctity. | |
| Your sins are not redeemed | |
| by swearing perjury. | |
| Your sense of self-esteem | |
| has miles to go to sanctity. | |
| Your sins are not redeemed | |
| by swearing perjury. | |
| Your sense of self-esteem | |
| has miles to go to sanctity. | |
| Your sins are not redeemed | |
| by swearing perjury. | |
| Your sense of self-esteem | |
| has miles to go to sanctity. | |
| Your sins are not redeemed... |
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