Exilia

You've got to justify, justify
Justify, justify
Justify, justify, yourself
You beg, beg for the grace
I wonder if you will be saved
Don't waste your tablets - tablets
There's no drugs to kill the pain
What you don't, what you don't need
Is a god made of men's greed
A blessed cross to get out - get out
Of your dirty, smelly fate
No one is talking, talking - talking
On your knees you seek your way
What you don't, what you don't need
Is a god that you can see
I know what they want
What you din, what you don't need
I know what they want from you
They crucify you with faith
They crucify you with faith
They want the shame that you confess
They crucify you with faith
They crucify you with faith
You've got to justify
Justify yourself
A fake flame for your blame
They're the hunter, you're the prey
A blessing to get out, to get out - get out