Crucified with alibis.    Your sacrifice was your demise.    And on this day, you stand, you sit.    With restless hands in this pulpit.   And preach at those who tell you lies.   Who turned down their nose, and closed their eyes.   So they could not see the hurt, the cursed.    When it could not be what it claimed, it was.   So where is you God now, where is your savior?    Has he forgiven you for your misbehavior?    In love with a foolery, that scorn inside.   It beaded the devil.    You married a lie.