I've seen the hearts of men through the eyes of god And what's living there is darker than we care to recognize We've heard the word of god from the mouths of men But what's deep within, ‘neath our hidden sin is cold, unmoved
Too few new...far-fallen and apart from the giver of life Faux-piousness for righteousness Behind the gleaming, only white-washed tombs All full of dead men's bones
I've seen the hearts of men through the eyes of god And what's living there is dead We've heard the word of god from the mouths of men Has what's deep within, ‘neath our hidden sin, metastasized?
Too few new...far-fallen and apart from the giver of life Faux-piousness for righteousness… Behind the gleaming, only white-washed tombs All full of dead men's bones
In pride he presents himself draped in filth and rags The killer within him lurks where the blind fool brags He swaggers through ruins pristine All full of dead men's bones The liar deceives himself, condemns himself Woe! To all who lean upon their own stance Woe! Who sway upon the sand unbalanced
I've seen the hearts of men through the eyes of god And what's deep within, ’Neath our hidden sin is mortified
Too few new... Far-fallen and apart from the giver of life Faux-piousness for righteousness Behind the gleaming, only white-washed tombs All full of dead men's bones Faux-piousness for righteousness Behind the gleaming, only white-washed tombs All full of dead men's bones