"Hostage To Heaven" lyrics - GRIP INC.

Treachery with a smile
Etched upon its face
A face of red
But a heart of stone cold black

Servants of two masters
The congregation splits
Serving sexuals rituals
True back biters

Pirates in pinstripe
Admired by the many in their hour of weakness
All ways stand
With their backs to the sun

Religious fanatics
Muttering righteousness on sacred ground
The armor of religion
Like foil across a bed of nails

Conscience burning
Lives held hostage to Heaven

Symbolic bullshit
Hung around the necks of the weak
Silver and gold
Just trinkets of deception

One man's faith
Becomes another man's evil
Don't deny the power of inner strength
Right

Conscience burning
Lives held hostage to Heaven

Conscience burning
Lives held hostage to Heaven