(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Living in the shadows, under crosses, under gold, Preachers on the pulpit, selling stories they've been told. Holy books and holy lies, blinding all the eyes, Judging all the souls while they're hiding in disguise. Saints in the daytime, sinners in the night, Preaching to the choir while they're living out of sight. (Oh yeah, oh yeah) Oh, the righteous reich, with their fingers in the pie, Dancing with the devils while they're reaching for the sky. Oh, the righteous reich, with their halos made of gold, Living double lives, their stories never told. Sermons on the Sunday, whispers in the dark, Behind the holy robes, there's a secret, there's a spark. Preaching love and virtue, while they're breaking all the rules, Caught up in their power, treating people like fools. Saints in the daytime, sinners in the night, Preaching to the choir while they're living out of sight. (Oh yeah, oh yeah) Oh, the righteous reich, with their fingers in the pie, Dancing with the devils while they're reaching for the sky. Oh, the righteous reich, with their halos made of gold, Living double lives, their stories never told. From the pulpits to the pews, the truth is coming through, No more hiding, no more lies, the spotlight's onto you. Oh, the righteous reich, with their fingers in the pie, Dancing with the devils while they're reaching for the sky. Oh, the righteous reich, with their halos made of gold, Living double lives, their stories never told. Saints and sinners, now we see, Living in hypocrisy. Breaking chains, setting free, No more lies, just let us be. (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
