(Ain't no halos
Ain't no halo over any one's head
i don't give You a shit what You good book said
Ain't no hope for the sinner no more)
There's a wrench in the machine
There's a cruck on armored souls
Who preach but do not practise
What thier good book has told
Now their truth won't set You free
it's distored twisted lie
Firmly anchored in deception
Where enlightenment is denied
There're singing to Your heart
While locking chains upon Your mind
from the cage of Your submission
You claw at what divine
Ain't no halos
Ain't no halo over any one's head
i don't give You a shit what You good book said
Ain't no halos
Ain't no halo over any one's head
i don't give You a shit what You good book said
Ain't no hope for the sinner no more
There's a wrinkle in the fabric
There's a flaw in the design
On a quest for your salvation
you have fallin' from the climb
There're singing to Your heart
While locking chains upon Your mind
from the cage of Your submission
You claw at what divine
Ain't no halos
Ain't no halo over any one's head
i don't give You a shit what You good book said
Ain't no hope for the sinner no more
(Instrumental)
Ain't no halos
Ain't no halo over any one's head
i don't give You a shit what You good book said
Ain't no hope for the sinner no more...
No more...
No more...
No more!