Besedila: Bride. Fool Me Once.

All the gods have fallen
Grace trampled under feet
Stepping down, making lies
Lips speaking in deceit
Gods of silver, gods of gold
Donations sell your soul
They try to tell us what to do
They'll never take me for al fool

Religion, forgiven, paradise living
Dynasty, make-beleive, spiritual fantasy

Fool me once, shame on you
Fool me twice, shame on me

Don't you see what they've become
All the damage they have done
You know what gives my spine a chill
I see them getting richerstill
All the gods are tising
Is it really so surprising
Turn them off they'll go away
No need to hear what they say