Blood Of The Lame Songtext
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Claim his name, and you'll be saved
Doesn't matter if your rich, doesn't matter if your poor
That's always been, always been the way
Until the lame man shuffled through the door
Now corruption's high
There's lepers in the game
And you never really know
If you're going the right way
Because the word being preached
Doesn't matter if your rich, doesn't matter if your poor
That's always been, always been the way
Until the lame man shuffled through the door
Now corruption's high
There's lepers in the game
And you never really know
If you're going the right way
Because the word being preached
Seems so far out of reach
And it's ridiculous to me
All the things they try to teach
When they grab you by the hand
And they sit you down
And force it in your head
What they believe to be profound
In an attempt to turn you over
And make you one in the same
Vigorously washed
In the blood of the lame
Vigorously washed
In the blood of the lame
Claim his name, you'll be saved
Heaven's for the rich, and hell is for the poor
That's how it has become these days
But no one can tell the difference, anymore
Now that corruption's high
There's lepers in the game
And you never really know
If you're going the right way
Because the word being preached
Seems so far out of reach
And it's ridiculous to me
All the things they try to teach
When they grab you by the hand
And they sit you down
And force it in your head
What they believe to be profound
In an attempt to turn you over
And make you one in the same
Vigorously washed
In the blood of the lame
Vigorously washed
In the blood of the lame
The almighty dollar
And the almighty plan
To oust the almighty god
And his faithful right hand
That's all that seems to matter
Anywhere you go
If that's your idea of religion
I'd rather walk that road alone
Cause I'll never get washed
In the blood of the lame
Where faith and religion
Are the subject of a game
That's sickening in it's nature
On the road to hell
Don't try to tell me that I'm wrong
Because I know damn well
It's not the way to go
And I'd rather go it alone
Than accept a lake of fire
As my eternal home
Your idea of religion
Makes me want to puke
And in the name of christ jesus
All I can do is rebuke
The blood of the lame
And it's ridiculous to me
All the things they try to teach
When they grab you by the hand
And they sit you down
And force it in your head
What they believe to be profound
In an attempt to turn you over
And make you one in the same
Vigorously washed
In the blood of the lame
Vigorously washed
In the blood of the lame
Claim his name, you'll be saved
Heaven's for the rich, and hell is for the poor
That's how it has become these days
But no one can tell the difference, anymore
Now that corruption's high
There's lepers in the game
And you never really know
If you're going the right way
Because the word being preached
Seems so far out of reach
And it's ridiculous to me
All the things they try to teach
When they grab you by the hand
And they sit you down
And force it in your head
What they believe to be profound
In an attempt to turn you over
And make you one in the same
Vigorously washed
In the blood of the lame
Vigorously washed
In the blood of the lame
The almighty dollar
And the almighty plan
To oust the almighty god
And his faithful right hand
That's all that seems to matter
Anywhere you go
If that's your idea of religion
I'd rather walk that road alone
Cause I'll never get washed
In the blood of the lame
Where faith and religion
Are the subject of a game
That's sickening in it's nature
On the road to hell
Don't try to tell me that I'm wrong
Because I know damn well
It's not the way to go
And I'd rather go it alone
Than accept a lake of fire
As my eternal home
Your idea of religion
Makes me want to puke
And in the name of christ jesus
All I can do is rebuke
The blood of the lame
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