Media heroes falling from their thrones
Opening up our blinded eyes
We built the pedestals, we cast the stones
Then we leave the wounded there to die
'Cause it could have been you
And it could have been me
There's no immunity
Oh, if is wasn't for the grace of God
Hell would be my portion
If is wasn't for the grace of God
Well, I know for sure
I would deny the Lord
If it wasn't for the grace of God
Chosen vessels made for purity
We still have skeletons to hide
But when His light burns through our imagery
Oh, we've left naked in His eyes
'Cause if left to myself
My pa**ions would rage
And I'd surely slip away
If is wasn't for the grace of God
Hell would be my portion
If is wasn't for the grace of God
Well, I know for sure
That I could deny the Lord
If it wasn't for the grace of God
Hey!
'Cause when we cut, it's blood we bleed
And when we judge, it's hard to believe
If is wasn't for the grace of God
Hell would be my portion
If is wasn't for the grace of God
Well, I know for sure
That I could deny the Lord
If it wasn't for the grace of God, yeah