I'm coming, Lord, I'm on my wayWorshiping at the altar of know
whyCan't remember which God is my wineCan't repent if I'm wrong;
impartialEmpty rituals, trinkets and fossilsAnd now, Lord, I'm on
my way (my way)Amen
Peace ain't coming our wayBut the sun keeps burning my
faceWhere's my faith?My blasphemy
Keep singin', Lord, I'm on my way...Home
Floorboards and the ceilings are creakingAnd the roof is old and
leakingBut looking up high to the heavensHow can we declare our
independenceFrom evolution and penance(our way)
Sin ain't coming our wayBut the sun keeps burning my faceWhen's
my faith renewing today?I believe in something, I thinkWhere's my
faithMy monastery
