Stained Glass And Marble کے بول

Come warm your hands on hellfire and brimstone Empty the pockets of the, Innocent victim Bound by fear! We misplace trust, in your voice Inside these walls! Convincing us we have no choice Gaze upon these stare of naivete Two thousand years replaced With eighteen inches of our faith Bound by fear! We misplace trust, in your voice Inside these walls! Convincing us we have no choice And this reflection, on where the message lies Stained glass and marble, or somewhere deep inside... Somewhere deep inside This message you will only find deep inside... To read these words You keep looking down But in the sky This message is written in the clouds