You told me nothing good would I find inside
You told me of redemption for such a worm as I
I threw myself upon the body of your Christ
Abhorring all I was, and all I felt inside
I held a standard any saint had ever set
Three hours of daily prayer didn't even clear my head
The Book of Law kept my young body trembling in it's bed
Afraid to wake, to wake, to find my spirit dead
And you said He would save me
What now am I needing
Am I not what he made me
Where's the love, where's the love, where's the love
Reach out to me
Somebody tell me where love is hiding
I now believe that there's no truth in this
Bittersweet Salvation
I coveted the sorrow and d**h of every martyr made
Took this thorn into my side and bled in Yaweh's name
Twenty years of faith and fear and still you say I falter
I'm laying all this dogma dead upon the alter
And you said He would save me
What now am I needing
Am I not what he made me
Where's the love, where's the love, where's the love
Reach out to me
Somebody tell me where love is hiding
I now believe that there's no truth in this
Bittersweet Salvation