I had to tune out of the god machineTrue, can't pretend what I've seenCan't fool myself, it's all just a dreamFreedom, it all slips awaySearch for control, the church has no stoneI know that I'm on my ownCrucified, my life's a nightmareCrucified, under your spellCrucified, I pray for salvationCrucified, like angels are crawling from hellOhThen came the day I stood blind to myselfAnd realized on my ownNo lullabies, blind in my eyesAnd I wasn't sure what to doSo I turned my mindCrucified, my life's a nightmareCrucified, under your spellCrucified, I pray for salvationCrucified, like angels are crawling from hellCrucified, it don't work The magic of loveCrucified, like angels are crawling from hellCrucified, living lifeCrucified, living lifeYeahWe'll be right back.We'll be right back.We'll be right back.We'll be right back.