From crooked smiles and leering eyes To murder blessed corpses breed flies More deities created to redefine And understanding ourselves, to build the perfect crime Render us unto the cold arms of life Thy will be done tonight Render us unto the cold arms of life Thy will be done tonight Easy love for an easy life Starts with fear of death, ends in wasted life There is no safety, there is no reason why From crooks to crusade to lead forth the blind Render us unto the cold arms of life Thy will be done tonight Render us unto the cold arms of life Thy will be done tonight No hope in a god that isn't there In this ritual fear In cathedrals of despair No light in the temples of control We are more than assigned roles And we refuse to let it go No hope (No hope!) In a god that isn't there In this (In this!) Ritual fear In cathedrals (In cathedrals!) Of despair No light (No light!) In the temples of control We are (We are!) More than assigned roles And we (And we!) Refuse to let it go!