You sing hymns that enamor me, scriptures and prayers that the blind can read.
You've been searching, so lost, for a place to worship, and I've brought you on the floor, on your knees.
Tell me I'm perfect, how I've got you mesmerized. We turn the past into forever and water into wine.
You love when it comes from inside me, so I take you by my side like my lung.
You drink fruit juice from Eden as you worship and speak in tongues.
Then it continues with you begging for more-
part the sea with your staff and explore,
Anoint the holy room, it's sinful and bliss.
Sacred ceremony rituals and hums from the high priestess.
You're angelic in every way,
you tell me not to be afraid.
Touch and agree, we agree when we touch.
Take and eat this: the body and the blood.
Idolatry when I'm alone,
I find myself filling the mold.
I lead you to the mountain peak
where you find God in the gold.