Neverending seeking for reasons unoccured Waiting for the days of doom, the preacher spurred them on Everything has happened all due to ourselves When you try to tell them, they're pointing at the saint of Hell
Throwing guilt at minstrels, singing out the truth No wonder all this killing, stiring up our mood of youth Noone's going safe now, God is watching all Right is wrong and wrong is right, come on and join the fall
They don't want to be held responsible Catching excuses in the air Numb goes the preacher When he's taken off his chair
Divine justification, promises of better ways Killing has its purpose, our mighty god says Hey! Where are your common sense, we're not to blame How hard could it be to just accept we're not the same?
The threat to peace on earth is strangely all the same All might abused and backed up by faith in weapons' aim Let us go out and play, the freedom is like gold I just want to get the chance to growing old
They don't want to be held responsible Catching excuses in the air Silent goes the preacher When he's taken off his chair
Why can't the yankee fashion fade and Leave the world onto people knowing peace Once for all; there is no God We can do so much better
So listen now, you mislead, twofaced hypocrites With all your blindness I don't think you've got your wits Will you open your eyes and see what's going on? With faith in peace and love, we all can move on
But nobody is held responsible for all excuses in the air Crippled goes the preacher When he's taken off his chair