Stripe

Father please forgive me for I think I have sinned
I’ve set fire to the falsifiers wearing the skin
Of a righteous holy shepherd
Who’s just as blind and helpless
As the flock of whores and lepers
He persuades into keeping his pockets full
(Father please forgive me for I think I have sinned)
Give me all your money and tell me your sins
Dip you in my water, you’ll fit right in
So lift up your hands now
All creatures below
Bow your heads and sing
«Praise the Father, the Son in the definitive host»
It’s contagious
Man I swear there must be something in the water
I feel like I’m the only one left and I’m a martyr
If you’re thinking then it’s treason
If you question it’s a felony
The words are from God
But the Devil has got the melody
(Father please forgive me for I think I have sinned)
Give me all your money and tell me your sins
Dip you in my water, you’ll fit right in
So lift up your hands now
All creatures below
Bow your heads and sing
«Praise the Father, the Son in the definitive host»
Break
Give me all your money and tell me your sins
Dip you in my water, you’ll fit right in
Give me all your money and tell me your sins
Dip you in my water, you’ll fit right in
So lift up your hands now
All creatures below
Bow your heads and sing
«Praise the Father, the Son in the definitive»
«Praise the Father, the Son in the definitive host»