On these benches
Beneath the stained glass lights
We're waiting
Under our saviour's eyes
He's weeping
His bloodied tears
Are flowing
From our tortured rears
I'm but a servant
I'm but a vessel for your light
I will endure my painful plight
The holy law and order
Oh, was it worth it
Oh, is your hunger satisfied
For carnal pleasure and delight
Beneath the angel's choir
The statues
Of all the holy saints
The carpets
With those treacherous stains
They witness
Oh, the stories they'd tell
His blessings
An altar boy's hell
I'm but a servant
I'm but a vessel for your light
I will endure my painful plight
The holy law and order
Oh, was it worth it
Oh, is your hunger satisfied
For carnal pleasure and delight
Beneath the angel's choir
