Paroles de Perjury and sanctity

Hold the cross up high into the sky far above your head in sacred decadence. In pride and honour you wear the crucifix as a shield towards the bitter consequence. Your sins are not redeemed by swearing perjury. Your sense of self-esteem has miles to go to sanctity. See the spiteful and widening cracks in the bricks of all their picture perfect walls. The hollow grins of their hypocrisy they rock the basis until, until it starts to fall. Step inside with your commandments, bring your holy book. Show me your divinity. To me you're just a sheep with zippers in the back. Your costume does not fool me