The sun and the sky, the all-seeing Eye?
All of my life, I've heard this lie.
Is He still alive? They said he can't die.
All of my life, I've heard this lie.
Why should I try, when that I know I'll die?
All of my life, I've heard this lie.
Die rich, or die poor. Believe, or die more?
I hate to say, but I'm not your whore.
You're old and decrepit, your idols are false.
Your ideals are broken, your freedoms are walls.
My vision is clear, this boat I can steer,
toward or away, but here I can't stay.
All of my life, I've heard this lie.
Is He still alive? They said he can't die.
All of my life, I've heard this lie.
Why should I try, when that I know I'll die?
All of my life, I've heard this lie.
Die rich, or die poor. Believe, or die more?
I hate to say, but I'm not your whore.
You're old and decrepit, your idols are false.
Your ideals are broken, your freedoms are walls.
My vision is clear, this boat I can steer,
toward or away, but here I can't stay.