Does your god fill your heart with love
Or does he fill it with hate?
Would your riches still add up
With your skeletons away?
Judge not lest you be judged my brother
We've all got that devil waiting under
This is your mirror, do you like what you see?
You look not too bad and not too good to me
But i'd rather have a sinner for a teacher
Than a perfect preacher
Does your power reach down
Or does it trample and scorn?
Does your moral high ground
Live by its lessons at all?
We walk with a broken compass
So sure of where we think it leads us
This is your mirror, do you like what you see?
You look not too bad and not too good to me
But i'd rather have a sinner for a teacher
Than a perfect preacher
And the reaper sits and waits with a smile
This is your mirror, do you like what you see?
You look not too bad and not too good to me
But i'd rather have a sinner for a teacher
Than a perfect preacher