Prayers

And now the pope says his prayers to the empty rows of chairs And looms into the back to see the black again Sounds the alarm and moves toward the underground He moves like a sleuth who just lit a fuse Moves down the stairs for its final use And sees all the kids playing music again It's just pure art No sticklers form Their bodies broken Wrecked and worn All terrible minds, all torn I'm testing life we're all alone God gave them wings in a no-fly zone The faith is drained from head to toe Flocked to the seas feeling rough They look around and that's enough And now the pope says his prayers to those empty rows of chairs And now the pope says his prayers And i'll follow my bloodlines Working class and decisive Where did you get yourself sorted pal No one wants their wallet on the side of leaner And we're all cogs in this well-oiled machine The office space looked inviting No remnants of nuns, it's a cash grab The body of christ ate like a feast A sleight of the hand The mark of the beast All left alone to eat I can't say for sure when the time comes You'll know the signs He'll appear in minds Please believe me He will seek you If you seek his face Prosperity waits And now the pope says his prayers to those empty rows of chairs And now the pope says his prayers to those empty rows of chairs God is dead, god is dead, god is dead I can't see him But know he's out there I feel his fire Like funeral pyres When he says the word You can stay and feel When it's time All you'll do is kneel I'll say whatever I'll say whatever I'll say whatever I'll say whatever Whatever, whatever, whatever I'll be on my knees No time to breathe I need release or just believe I'm in my head Somebody said I left my halo by your bed I'll be on my knees No time to breathe I need release or just believe I'm in my head Somebody said I left my head I'll say whatever I'll say whatever I'll say whatever I'll say whatever Whatever, whatever