In deserted days
When they feel so lost
They seek redemption
at any cost
Tired of waiting
for their messiah to descend
They make a god of gold
for only gold they understand
Worshippers of gold
To the true faith they are blind
They seek the redemption
they cannot find
Worshippers of gold
To the true faith they are blind
They seek the answers
they cannot find
Returning filled with wisdom
He finds them in their sin
They've turned their backs on answers
Rejecting what's within
Dark clouds emerge above them
waiting to hail wrath
the one knows no compassion
to those in his behalf
A heart filled with fury
he breaks the words to pieces
As they drink their own disgrace
the truth now unleashes
As god looks down from heaven
their punishment is due
They fill their faith with statues
for only gold is true
Cursed to walk the desert
surrounding endless sand
40 years of wandering
for breaking his command
