Текст песни
Looks like I've bonded the snake in your flute
Unless I swim across this hole in moon
You say your castle's the only way
To gain access through the heavenly gate
Rouse, rouse
Stirring up doubt wherever I turn
Peddling faith, peddling souls, and taking away
The light of energy that's not getting saved
Ruined
I is a goner
Left hook from right field
Left out with no appeal
You think I'm not getting in
Heaven
Left hook from right field
Left to rot with no last meal
You know I'm not getting in
Heaven
Your approach is politely rude
It's such a condescending view
All the beliefs are invalid
Convert if I were to raise from the dead
You want this, you need this, you want this, you need this
This whole thing is making me tired again
Godless is, God has said, what has it done
All these twisted people make me holler, "This is fun"
Ruined
Apparently I am a goner
Left hook from right field
Left out with no appeal
You believe I'm not getting in
Heaven
Left hook from right field
Left to ponder why he'll
I guess I'm not getting in
Heaven
It's not between some so-called father and I
It's not between me and some deity in the sky
Whether my heart is good, it's good
It's not between some so-called father and I
It's not between me and some deity in the sky
Whether my soul is good
It's a competition with myself
It's not between some so-called father and I
It's not between me and some deity in the sky
Whether my heart is good
It's a competition with myself
It's not between some so-called father and I
It's not between me and some deity in the sky
Whether my heart is good
It's a competition with myself