Hypocrite

You call yourself a holy man
Spreading your master plan
To the ones who's faith is blind
Salvation is only thing they want
And you got what they need
Tickets to first-class seats
Make your reservations quick
Paradise awaits, don't let it slip away

You're on a mission of god
As long as you'll get paid
You're on a mission of god
Nothing but hypocrite

I feel sorry for you
Wish you all could open your eyes
Paradise is just a trick
To make some people rich
When we die we all will be
six feet under, quietly
Heaven and hell can be on earth
Without being covered by dirt

I know what I'm talking about
I know where I've been
I know what I'm talking about
I know what I've seen

My only way
Is to believe, Into myself
I don't know a thing
About heaven
But I know
Existence of hell
My only way
Is to believe, Into myself
And what I do