What do you take me for? A boy, a man or something in between? How do you decide my worth when you are equivalent to me?
Lead me to the pearly gates, let me look inside I can see you in, the back of my mind It disgusts me, that you have all of the means to make it right
So what's the point of what I do when it all ends the same? A six foot hole, a wooden box a stone with my name carved in clear, a craftsman's touch just a message beneath telling everyone another fucking lie through my teeth
Lead me to the pearly gates, let me look inside I can see you in, the back of my mind It disgusts me, that you have all of the means to make it right, but just choose to let the weak get bullied by the rich and powerful again, and again, and again and it disgusts me, that you have all of the means to make it right
“Oh what a shame, he was so great.” Let the weeping commence and I'll be there, but just to listen all the while I condense
Cause I'd rather be a ghost than lie with a cross above my head
I am the seed that you plant with every corpse I exist just to prove you wrong I am the seed that you plant with every corpse I exist just to prove you wrong
Well my blood is pure, and I don't need your wine and you can call him a savior, but you're fucking blind live your life by a book, bigotry and greed if money is power, how much more do they need? Well my blood is pure, and I don't need your wine and you can call him a savior, but you're fucking blind live your life by a book, bigotry and greed if money is power, how much more do they need?
(Maybe it's because I didn't pay my way in making each and every Sunday just a day full of sin and you stand there at the altar just begging for change but I've become the bad guy cause I'm begging for change Maybe it's because I didn't pay my way in making each and every Sunday just a day full of sin and you stand there at the altar just begging for change but I've become the bad guy cause I'm begging for change)
And if cleanliness is next to godliness then I've got Jesus beat
And I'd rather be a ghost than lie with a cross above my head
Lead me to the pearly gates, let me look inside I can see you in, the back of my mind It disgusts me, that you have all of the means to make it right Lead me to the pearly gates, let me look inside I can see you in, the back of my mind It disgusts me, that you have all of the means to make it right, but just choose to let the weak get bullied by the rich and powerful again, and again, and again and it disgusts me, that you have all of the means to make it right
Cause I'd rather be a ghost than lie with a cross above my head Cause I'd rather be a ghost and leave that book unread