Come warm your hands
On hellfire and brimstone
Empty the pockets of the innocent victim
Bound by fear
We misplace trust in your voice
Inside these walls
Convincing us, we have no choice
Gaze upon these stares of naivety
Two thousand years replaced
With eighteen inches of our faith
Bound by fear
We misplace trust in your voice
Inside these walls
Convincing us, we have no choice
And this reflection
On where the message lies
Stained glass and marble
Or somewhere deep inside, somewhere deep inside
This message you will only find
Deep inside to read these words
You keep looking down
But in the sky this message is written in the clouds
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