Lyrics

Don't bow down, before an empty tomb; where a pretty face it makes me stumble And another chance is a hidden fall; a hidden fall... You made that thing with your hands but you kneel down in front of it and pledge your allegiance and all you Own to plastic idols, and a rubber soul... God is in His holy temple, so let us all be silent I worship and adore You, my God; casting down my treasures to the ground Making dust of anything that i could set up in Your place Be thou exalted, be thou exalted God is in His holy temple, so let us all be silent .