Sunday Vendetta

You sit alone in the chapel all by yourself
and you pray and you scream and shout
and you start to pout about the world
and how its not right

you sit and stare at me in blindness, where is your faith?
and you stray, cause you know
what the answer is and you say that im not right

dont move, you're always looking forward
but you never look back and that is the symptom
Take sides, i know you gotta choose one
your souls on the line and that is the problem

dont you wish it was that easy
all the answers, all right there
it’s in a book, just take a look
and you will be enlightened

but i'd rather look to logic, and make up my mind
and then i stray, you join the ranks,
and make your thanks to your friends,
knowing that you're right

time is the only truth
and I've got time for you..
but i wont turn back the clock for you