paroles de chanson Wicked - Garnett Silk

Wicked... your time is expired
Heathen... you won't get to reach heaven

Babylon your time is ending
But for the righteous, it's only the beginning, yeah yeah,
Putting up walls so you can have me your way
(Good God of mercy)
Your devices to lead I astray,

But I know that I am the church,
So why should I go in a building, to search
For the God that lives within me?
Trying to find out what's there,
But for them it's the key, oh no,
It's just unclear.

Wicked, you taught little children the lie,
While they watched their fathers die,
But you're going to suffer the consequence,
Now let's see how great, are your dollars and cents,
Can it save you from your judgment,
It's too late now to repent.

Wicked, your time is expired
Heathen, you won't get to reach heaven.