Peccata Mundi 2 (Blessed Still)

Everyday we toast to the lust
Our path runs into hate
Misery in the shape of a prayer
Well kill ourselves to survive
Blessedbe the miserable ones
Who do not have faith
The lust that burns inside
Bounds of pleasure and hate

Time after time, time after time...

Give me your money for salvation
And lay on vanity
Life is nothing but a den of sin
Hide yourself and wait to die
Inocence is nothing but a dream
Of those who still believe in peace
So look deep inside your eyes
We're just slave of greed

Time after time, time after time...

The cross tainted by blood
Messiahs come from mud
Corruption from within
No one will wash our sins
God is nothing more than a word
On the lips of weak ones
You just cannot see the gold delusion
You hypocritical fool

Just a single line from the bible
Can destroy nations
Preachers play the political games
We're cards on their hands

Time after time, time after time...