Bless me father for I have sinned   now open the door and let me in   I've already felt too much down here   hands in the dark are always near      Wake up cold and start to weep   until I watch my children as they sleep   wish we could all just disappear   hands in the dark are always near      St. Peter came home and kissed his wife   but now the apostles filled with strife   watching the little boys go by   like the loaves and fishes....multiplied      Bishop said "son let it lay...   and forgive what happened yesterday"   made me feel like a mutineer   but those hands in the dark are always near      My mother stared when she got the word   I told her but she never heard   she said "boy just what did you do?"   then I told her he got my brother too      Two time bombs primed to explode   two hearts that beat just to corrode   childhood's have been commandeered   by hands in the dark always near      Now the smell of incense makes me sick   wanna tear the church down brick by brick   for my soul is what I fear   hands in the dark are always near      Bless me father for I have sinned   now open the door and let me in   I've already felt too much down here   hands in the dark are always near