Текст песни The preachers reflection - Smart Sound
In
a
dusty
old
church,
with
a
pulpit
of
stone
Stands
Raymond
Borgia,
always
preaching
alone
With
fire
in
his
eyes
and
a
voice
like
a
storm
He
warns
the
lost
souls,
says
they'll
never
be
warm
Oh,
Raymond
Borgia,
with
your
heart
full
of
rage
Telling
the
world
they're
trapped
in
a
cage
You're
spitting
out
anger,
spreading
your
shame
But
the
one
who
needs
saving
is
the
one
with
your
name
"Repent,
you
sinners!"
he
bellows
each
night
With
a
fist
in
the
air,
he's
ready
to
fight
He
speaks
of
the
flames
and
the
darkness
ahead
But
deep
down
inside,
it's
his
own
heart
that's
dead
Oh,
Raymond
Borgia,
with
your
heart
full
of
rage
Telling
the
world
they're
trapped
in
a
cage
You're
spitting
out
anger,
spreading
your
shame
But
the
one
who
needs
saving
is
the
one
with
your
name
Take
a
chill
pill,
Raymond,
let
love
fill
the
void
You're
drowning
in
fear,
and
it's
joy
you
avoid
You
preach
about
hell,
but
it's
you
who's
confined
In
a
prison
of
sorrow,
can't
you
see
you're
blind?
The
people
are
restless,
they're
tired
of
the
fright
Looking
for
hope
in
the
coldest
of
nights
They
need
a
kind
word,
a
hand
stretched
out
wide
But
you
keep
them
in
chains,
with
your
anger
and
pride
With
your
heart
full
of
rage
Telling
the
world
they're
trapped
in
a
cage
You're
spitting
out
anger,
spreading
your
shame
But
the
one
who
needs
saving
is
the
one
with
your
name
So
step
down
from
your
throne,
take
a
breath,
take
a
break
Life's
more
than
the
fear
and
the
pain
that
you
make
Find
peace
in
the
kindness,
let
your
heart
start
to
swell
For
the
one
who's
in
danger,
could
be
you
down
in
hell
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