When we were young
Hymns were sung but never sold
Never sold
You flung your hands
In His plans, theyre getting cold
Getting cold
If youre fearful
Finger them out
If youre vengeful
Scream when they shout
If youre wealthy
Blessed is your name
If youre wicked
Live with no shame
Youve got no soul
Youve got no soul
The debt parents paid
Prophets pray for little kids
Little kids
Faced with their fate
The Makers bait swallows them in
Swallows them
If youre fearful
Finger them out
If youre vengeful
Scream when they shout
If youre wealthy
Blessed is your name
If youre wicked
Live with no shame
Youve got no soul
Youve got no soul
One chance to toss
Shit when youve lost, see where it lands
Your faith in him
Struck on a whim for all your fans
Youve got no soul
Youve got no soul
Soul
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