Из альбома: The Mechanics of Perilous Times
Discard your priestly robes, put on sackcloth
Repent of evil ways, don't ever stop
Come before the throne of grace, bow to Deity,
for you're set apart for worship of His Majesty
No need to go to some sacred hall,
God doesn't dwell there, behind stone walls
No need to run to the priest to pray,
for in your body is His dwelling place
Torn in two, the curtain falls The Spirit's Temple, inside us all
The temple veil now split in two Ushered his presence,
Inside of Temple of, Temple of the Spirit
Lift up your holy hands down on your knees,
in supplication, He'll hear you plea
Acquanted with suffering, (was) tempted as we are,
our mediator Jesus the Lord
Torn in two, the curtain falls The Spirit?s Temple, inside us all
The temple veil now split in two Ushered his presence,
Inside of Temple of, Temple of the Spirit
(Acts 17:24)