You feed me more
With the tithe and the gift
Existences of belief
Can be measured with sum
Our belief is material god
When you suffer
or when you thankful
Bend head down
offer your heart
Your faith is what you give
Here's your entrance of heaven
God is dead
Who said like that
God is dead
Who said like that
Here's your belief
inside your wallet
Bend your knee
be proud of it
Your faith is what you give
Here's your entrance of heaven
It's a religion not a business
Be a troop of glorious cross
You can be aware of god's permits
You are allowed by us
Your faith is what you give
Here's your entrance of heaven
God is dead
Who said like that
God is dead
Who said like that
No possession
Obey your god
The shrine will come
with your tithes
You'll be blessed
You will realize
When you're gone
You feed me more