Savior of the promised land is what you tend to preach Took a vow of sacrilege but suck it like a leech The money and the gifts is all that fills your bowls But what about your fellowship why don't you save their souls You pick apart our music and tear it limb from limb Why don't you listen to yourself your mouth is filled with sin You scream you need our money you need to reach your goal Your master he is waiting down inside his hole How can you live – do you believe in what you say Look at your lies – you should not walk the earth today Think of the pain – the pain inside your troubled soul Hide from the truth – the truth that we will soon all know Listen to your gossip Tell us all your lies Wealthy Sunday warrior The devil in disguise Now the time has come at last for us to seek revenge You've taken your last offering your standing on a ledge Now your life is crumbling down a headline of the past Speaking with a pitched forked tongue has done you in at last How can you live!