And still, you venerate what has brought you down; kneeling for salvation
Still waiting for someone to save yourself from Hell


Still waiting for holy answers from a human mouth
And only pain you harvest
You harvest pain


Don't turn the other...
Don't turn the other cheek to the man dressed in the white and covered in the people's blood


Still waiting for holy answers from a human mouth
And only pain you harvest

You harvest fears and hate, your daily prayer, your daily sin
Now you can die free of guilt, free of guilt...