Burn your christ inside

You'll never see the light

Your brainwashed eyes behold

The things you thought you saw

For a moment I reached inside

I could tell your life's a prayer

For a moment I reached inside

I could tell you were afraid

But your mind is gone for nothing

Inside your head is turning to a cabbage

Faith is just a curse

Unless it's build on trust

But how to trust a "man"

Who never show his face

For a moment I reached inside

I could tell your life's a prayer

For a moment I reached inside

I could tell you were afraid

But your mind is gone for nothing

Inside your head is turning to a cabbage

Your mind is gone for nothing

Inside your head is turning to a cabbage

The holy cross is made

To those without a string

Like the puppets without a soul

You're an easy target to pull

For a moment I reached inside

I could tell your life's a prayer

For a moment I reached inside

I could tell you were afraid

But your mind is gone for nothing

Inside your head is turning to a cabbage

Your mind is gone for nothing

Inside your head is turning to a cabbage

Turning to a cabbage

Turning to a cabbage

Turning to a cabbage

Turning to a cabbage

Turning to a cabbage