The Church Lyrics

The Church

"our daughter is an intelligent child", 
said the mother to the preacher 
without the church she would grow up wild 
there´s no better teacher 
 
she spents her time in praying 
in world full of fight 
perhaps she will get lost 
will get lost tonight 
 
the church 
 
she enters a house with thounds candles 
watch the sacred cross over her head 
sacred books are burning and reading themselves 
holy chains around her head 
 
maybe that you climb the stairs 
and you´re covered with blindness 
in circling room, turning and screaming 
fold your hands, you´ll be deaf´n dumb 
 
the church