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