(Ain't no halos Ain't no halo over any one's head i don't give You a shit what You good book said Ain't no hope for the sinner no more) There's a wrench in the machine There's a cruck on armored souls Who preach but do not practise What thier good book has told Now their truth won't set You free it's distored twisted lie Firmly anchored in deception Where enlightenment is denied There're singing to Your heart While locking chains upon Your mind from the cage of Your submission You claw at what divine Ain't no halos Ain't no halo over any one's head i don't give You a shit what You good book said Ain't no halos Ain't no halo over any one's head i don't give You a shit what You good book said Ain't no hope for the sinner no more There's a wrinkle in the fabric There's a flaw in the design On a quest for your salvation you have fallin' from the climb There're singing to Your heart While locking chains upon Your mind from the cage of Your submission You claw at what divine Ain't no halos Ain't no halo over any one's head i don't give You a shit what You good book said Ain't no hope for the sinner no more (Instrumental) Ain't no halos Ain't no halo over any one's head i don't give You a shit what You good book said Ain't no hope for the sinner no more... No more... No more... No more!