Never Enough - On Sunday lyrics

The people talk about Sunday About the end of the world and the God in the painting They say it so convincing And that the Heaven above is eternally waiting And did you know on Sunday That they pray for the dead with the trigger on safety They are so convincing That these children are willing to die Justify the dead with God For which you gladly suffer Nailed to the cross, dipped in blood, beneath the dirt forever Why don't they realize the sadness of their Holy Christ It's just too late, so bury the sons of war tonight The people talk about Sunday About the end of the world and the God in the painting It carries me and it buries me These children are willing to die AND UP ABOVE IN HEAVEN TO THEY CRY NO MORE RELIGION, NO MORE LIE