Wallachia - Hypotheist lyrics

The folded hands creating the perfect image of God Adjusting faith to make room for yourself Standing proud on your moral high ground The rules are applied for everyone else Putting yourself above the law Twisting the word to cover your own flaws Damnation you bring upon us all So let the angels sing and the money continue to roll The molded man deep in trance by your crucitricks Salvation depends on the wallet size The promised land will in the end make you all rich Kneel and pray as you throw the dice The party is on at your Go-go Bar Mitzvah Drinks are on the house, hallelujah! When the table is empty and redemption is yet to come The mirror of truth doesn't cast any reflection Living a charade Keep fooling yourself A glamorous parade I don't buy what you sell