FIEL

In your temple I was just one of your faithful
In your temple she who makes the rules and I follow is law
She parted the sea so as not to dive, built an ark so as not to face
My waves, floods, and storms
My much more than 7 thousand deadly sins

I'm not a saint, no
But I fear that a part of me
Maybe wants to be like that, like you wanted to be a saint like you

Saint like you
Saint like you
Saint like you

Saint like you
Saint like you
Saint like you
Saint like you

My paths are crooked
And my vision goes far beyond what I see your paths perfect
And you always denying yourself
You have talent for mystery
I lost respect in your ministry
And turned your heaven into my hell

She parted the sea so as not to dive, built an ark so as not to face
My waves, floods, and storms
My much more than 7 thousand deadly sins turned me into wine
To take me, tore the veil but didn't let me in
I think I lost grace

I'm not a saint, no
But I fear that a part of me
Maybe wants to be like that, like you wanted to be a saint like you

Saint like you