Saint Babylon the Great song lyrics

Please won't you teach me preacher man

Show me in spite of all the blood dripping from your hands

Blind guide can't you lead me into the holy promised land

From the scrolls that have been treasured with the Master Plan

Forbidden fruits that you bear in the words you speak

So full of pride you're dead inside with the lies you teach

The prophets and the servants tell of possessions for the meek

Stored in a place it's a disgrace

You won't help me reach

Now the bridegroom finally arrives in the middle of the night

Who are the ones in the dark, lost without any light

It seemed so long ago by a measure of time

One thousand years is but a day in your holy mind

Now the door has been closed and with a key it is locked

The Master will return to gather his flock

And some that are left in trust of such precious things

Are left cold in the dark weeping and gnashing through crooked teeth of sin

Did we not heal the sick, perform great works in your name?

Did we not feed you and clothe you, cared for you when you were lame?

When you were thirsty, did we not give you water to drink?

We are the sons of Abraham, Isaac,

We don't care!

With these hands full of stones

The choices I make are all my own

I'll cast these rocks to break your bones

Hear them gnash their teeth, as they weep and moan