One day my soul be laid to rest
father please forgive me,
but I heard the silence sounds like
summer in the city
if the lord exists, would he pull me from the mahogany
to send me to the place where all the martyrs and black fathers be?
Sleigh Bells ringing, turn to whirling pipe organs
Bowser in his castle, dry bones worship warden
In the meantime above us,
sisters and the brothers playing jenga
with the maker, our creator,
sounds about right
musical sounds about life are now forbidden
if you appreciate yourself
you atone in our religion
if you're sportin' a vagina
start supportin in the kitchen
if you're happy and you know it then repent.
Don't get wrapped up in the real world
It's just a game you were never meant to play
I'm sorry to say,
Don't show emotion in the battlefield
free will's a 360 deal
keep sealed and your soul is here to stay
Tilt your head back
so the sins your kin to swallow
store themselves in time
eternally confined
you're more than empty, hollow
Sing a slow song
warmth of wine begins to follow
Seek and you will find we
do it all the time
we're more than empty, hollow
No baptism can saves me from
the remorse I felt once you were gone