it is the gods that weep over me do you believe or are you led to believe? your excuse on a cross a disgrace to your faith - a crooked cross your lies are not for me but i'll let your believe in what you want to believe
it is not wrong to have a true faith but are you so blind that you can't see pat your face and i know what i know i'll choose for myself the path i shall go and you pray for me but i'll let you believe in what you want to believe