Paroles de Big Wiggly Style

Condemned My regret is not writing more for you, Lord As this ocean comes to be deeper Our vessel becomes less stable Look to the sky [Encourage the elements of God] Rather than the jars that contain them [If only the ingredients of man were of such elements] If only, if only With great horror, I admit that we all live off the lust and misfortune of others All live off the lust and misfortune of others This is vision, not contradiction I see greed in the face of a priest And deterioration in the walls of cathedrals Cathedrals What was right, now wrong Casts a cold reflection on glory On glory On glory On glory Look to the sky