The Altar/Mary
 作曲 : Paul Marc Rousseau/Frederik Thaae/Mike Tompa
(I'm feeling ready)
Born into a cage that leads
Directly to the slaughter
Ritual sacrifice at the altar of
The altar of the ****ing dollar
The machine needs blood
The show must go on
Can't have the upper class
If there's no one underneath them
Sawing through the top rungs before selling you
A chance to climb the corporate ladder
At the base of the ivory tower
The bodies pile up
Lured you with a future but it won't exist
Shamed you for a failure that they won't admit
Somebody has to die as a warning to the rest
Shut up and get in line, take what you can get
Oh Lord
I wish that I could quit
But the idol in the middle
Tends to rule with a fist
I'm not blind
But my hands are tied
I'll tint my lenses rose
I'm handing people hope
They'd rather make ends meet
Than meet their maker with a rope, right?
I'm not Satan, just a friend
So I might pay my penance
When I get my dividend
Somebody has to die
Somebody has to die
Somebody has to die
Somebody has to die
Somebody has to die
Die
I say I'm okay but I've got a ways to go
Both ends of the candle burn the rope
So talk to me, talk to me, I've got it bad
Forgot what I needed, lost what I had
Mary
I feel the devil in this room tonight
I'm fading
I'm a sinner and I can't stop now
Unless I hold my breath
Long enough to see god
Somebody wake me up
Cause I'd rather be anywhere else
And if I don't come back
You could be my epitaph
I could live in painted glass
Just like you (Just like you)