I'm coming, lord, I'm on my way

Worshiping at the altar of know why

Can't remember which god is my wine

Can't repent if I'm wrong; impartial

Empty rituals, trinkets and fossils

And now, lord, I'm on my way (my way)

Amen.

Peace ain't coming our way

But the sun keeps burning my face

Where's my faith?

My blasphemy.

Keep singin', lord, I'm on my way

...home.

Floorboards and the ceilings are creaking

And the roof is old and leaking

But looking up high to the heavens

How can we declare our independence

From evolution and penance

(Our way)

Sin ain't coming our way

But the sun keeps burning my face

When's my faith renewing today?

I believe in something, I think

Where's my faith

My monastery.