Don't bow down, before an empty tomb; where a pretty face it makes me stumble   And another chance is a hidden fall; a hidden fall...   You made that thing with your hands but you kneel down in front of it and pledge your allegiance and all you   Own to plastic idols, and a rubber soul...   God is in His holy temple, so let us all be silent   I worship and adore You, my God; casting down my treasures to the ground   Making dust of anything that i could set up in Your place   Be thou exalted, be thou exalted   God is in His holy temple, so let us all be silent         .