A Month Of Sundays

Chaos UK

A month of Sundays, law enforced 
The church's new torture is now enforced 
A month of church every day 
Is what they want without delay 

Backed by troops, hated by people 
One day you're forced towards the steeple 
You're living in the shadow of death 
The lightning bolt that steals your breath 

The church's doors are never shut 
You're always welcome in 
But when will the day come 
When you have to pay for them to relieve your sin?


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