I've been singing your praises with hell fire on my tongue
Always been the choir girl with lust in her eyes
Holy cloth at my ankles quite the clever disguise
I know who you are
Who cast my fear upon the wall
whose wisened monks acquainted me with a desire to die
My god my god my god
you are the god the god the god
who made the wind the wind the wind
that made the storm the storm the storm
that wrecked my sales.
My god my god my god
you are the god the god the god
who made the man the man the man
who told the lie the lie the lie
that tore me up inside
Incense chokes the choir
Incense chokes the choir
Panic echoes down the isle
Panic echoes down the isle
And I’m gone
And I’m gone
Ave Maria gratia plena
dominus tecum
fructus ventris tui
Amen
I know who you are
Who cast my fear upon the wall
Whose wisened monks acquainted me with a desire to die
Incense chokes the choir
Incense chokes the choir
Panic echoes down the isle
Panic echoes down the isle
And I’m gone
And I’m gone