God, it's like a true Messiah
Less to do with no desire
How to damp the fire timber
Life is on a golden ember
The rain of fire must stop
Burning lightning salt
You ride a Christian crucifixion
That could be just bloody fiction
Vacillation, degradation
He's the God that proved the nation
The rain of fire must stop
Burning lightning salt
The scholar lips don't know what they're saying
The virgin nuns don't know what they're praying
Saying, praying
Saying, praying
Saying, praying
Saying, praying
