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