When we were building laws
As part of our religion
We starved and sacrifice
We believe we come to heaven
And praying to the lord
And singing a holy song
When someone is evil
Were starting to pray
Come my son, he will show you light when there is
dark and lonely, rough and cold outside
I carry on, I dont believe religion has its glory
In my life
Someone has to much rage
Some people still live in cage
And someone is dying alone in the house
Complicated lifestyles
When were chasing money and time
Preachers chasing long lost souls
Cause they are easy to fool
Come my son, I will show you light when there is dark and lonely,
rough and cold outside
I carry on, I dont believe religion has its glory
In my life