Every man trembles
At the sight of his God
Whether righteous or wicked or filthy with fraud
Who's left to judge now
All the old gods are dead
Except the ones in your wallet and the ones left inside of your head
All your days and all of your lonely nights
Don't think twice when it comes to Holy Sacrifice
Because you wanted to feel something real
Yeah, you wanted to feel so real...
It's all fanned out before you
Every suit represents
At the end of the hand, it's just dollars and cents
They tell you it's fine
And it's all in your mind
Lives wasted searching between the lines
With echoes of meaning lost with the passage of time
All your days and all of your lonely nights
Don't think twice when it comes to Human Sacrifice
Because you wanted to feel something real
Yeah, you wanted to feel so real...
So put me in the big house
With all misfortune's fraught
They'll say I am guilty, though guilty I am not...