No Halos - Black Water Rising

There’s a wrench in the machine

There’s a crack on armored souls

Who preach but do not practice

What their good book has sold

Now their truth won’t set you free

It’s a distorted twisted lie

Firmly anchored in deception

Where enlightenment is denied

Their singing to your heart

While locking chains upon your mind

From the cage of your submission

You claw at what’s divine

Ain’t no halos

Ain’t no halo over anyones head

I don’t give a damn what your good book said

There 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 to find salvation

You have fallen from the climb