In these dark and modern days, I can see their different ways
trying to bring us the light, turning black sheep into white
still the same old holy song, preaching me what's right or wrong
on and on and on, going on and...
On and on, on their last crusade
Preacher can you feel the fear, waterman is coming here
too many years of bleeding eyes, you ruled with power, pain and lies
still the same old holy song, preaching me what's right or wrong
on and on and on, going on and...