In these dark and modern days, I can see their different ways trying to bring us the light, turning black sheep into white still the same old holy song, preaching me what's right or wrong on and on and on, going on and...
On and on, on their last crusade
Preacher can you feel the fear, waterman is coming here too many years of bleeding eyes, you ruled with power, pain and lies still the same old holy song, preaching me what's right or wrong on and on and on, going on and...