My God - Steven Wilson Stereo Remix

People what have you done?
 Locked Him in His golden cage
 Golden cage
 Made Him bend to your religion
 Him resurrected from the grave
 From the grave
 He is the God of nothing
 If that's all that you can see
 You are the God of everything
 He's inside you and me
 So lean upon Him gently
 And don't call on Him to save
 You from your social graces
 And the sins you used to waive
 You used to waive
 The bloody Church of England
 In chains of history
 Requests your earthly presence
 At the vicarage for tea
 And the graven image
 You know who
 With his plastic crucifix
 He's got Him fixed
 Confuses me as to who and where and why
 As to how he gets his kicks
 He gets his kicks.
 Confessing to the endless sin
 With endless whining sounds
 You'll be praying 'til next Thursday
 To all the gods that you can count