The soul is holy The skin is holy The hand is holy
Everything is holy Everywhere is holy Everyone is holy Everyone's an angel
Though I'm with you My life feels strange Oh but I'm with you, I'm with you, I'm with you In this holy age 'Cos you make me want to be A saint Who kills people
The voice is holy The ear is holy The hill is holy Everyone's an angel
Though I'm with you My life feels strange Oh but I'm with you, I'm with you, I'm with you In this holy age 'Cos you make me want to be A saint Who kills people