| Well, we’ve nailed down the truth in a coffin of lies |
| With our spells and our cunning deception |
| The evil of our nature buzzes 'round us like flies |
| Is it too late to find our connection? |
| Oh we’ve all been tourists on the shores of Hell |
| To help us forget to remember |
| When you’re going nowhere, everywhere’s a hotel |
| And the guests have no name and no number |
| So open your heart and sing this with me |
| Love is my religion, a wide, endless sea |
| Let us swim with the fish that have always been free |
| And we’ll touch what our dreams have forgotten |
| So open your heart and sing this with me |
| Love is my religion, a wide, endless sea |
| Let us swim with the fish that have always been free |
| And we’ll touch what our dreams have forgotten |
| Well, the ground is all sick and the air cannot breathe |
| We’ve infected our sons and our daughters |
| We’ve wasted the gifts that life gave us in trust |
| And we’ve poisoned the plants and the waters |
| We stand in the court all accused of our crimes |
| Only mercy still left to defend us |
| The animals watch as the judge makes a sign |
| Will she save us or just simply end us? |
| So open your heart and sing this with me |
| Love is my religion, a wide, endless sea |
| Let us swim with the fish that have always been free |
| And we’ll touch what our dreams have forgotten |
| So open your heart and sing this with me |
| Love is my religion, a wide, endless sea |
| Let us swim with the fish that have always been free |
| And we’ll touch what our dreams have forgotten |