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When the walls of Christianity begin to shake
When my life is in the balance, neither peace nor moral's wake
Telling me my life is easy, debauched and thirdly heaven sent
My heart was never theirs but this Christianity will decide

I'm bruised and left alone, I get to feel so sad
People say that I was sad, people say that I was bad
People walking around with other feelings
They never want to contemplate

Reaching out for love but would never say
The churches have a network leading to the sect and to the soul
They levitate their founder's faith up to a higher ground
While we stay home

I am a wicked man
I will not be this unsound
I was a wretched man before I filled this hole
When Jesus was upon his cross he never was this alone

They're playing on our weaknesses and changing every sound
Who could find the right solution when they're being drowned
Har de har the vacant talk can make you see their ways
Now check your faith and sleep with love the modern way
Now is that love, Christianity has nothing for me

This Jerusalemic holy ground is only fit for mealy mouths
Whose contamination breeds subordination
I've said too many times but who leads that kind of life
When my time comes around who will plead my innocence

And I resent that these things are true
And I resent that these things I do
And I resent that these things are true
And I resent that these things I do
When the walls of Christianity begin to shake   When my life is in the balance, neither peace nor moral's wake   Telling me my life is easy, debauched and thirdly heaven sent   My heart was never theirs but this Christianity will decide      I'm bruised and left alone, I get to feel so sad   People say that I was sad, people say that I was bad   People walking around with other feelings   They never want to contemplate      Reaching out for love but would never say   The churches have a network leading to the sect and to the soul   They levitate their founder's faith up to a higher ground   While we stay home      I am a wicked man   I will not be this unsound   I was a wretched man before I filled this hole   When Jesus was upon his cross he never was this alone      They're playing on our weaknesses and changing every sound   Who could find the right solution when they're being drowned   Har de har the vacant talk can make you see their ways   Now check your faith and sleep with love the modern way   Now is that love, Christianity has nothing for me      This Jerusalemic holy ground is only fit for mealy mouths   Whose contamination breeds subordination   I've said too many times but who leads that kind of life   When my time comes around who will plead my innocence      And I resent that these things are true   And I resent that these things I do   And I resent that these things are true   And I resent that these things I do
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