My book of mormon
Wrapped in turin
And it seems inferior and jittery
You preach elastic
To your jagged flock
In an eerie passion for self-flattery

Im emotionally raped by jesus
Im emotionally raped by jesus now
But Im still here
Yes, somehow Im still here

What now of my faith
Just a desperate exercise to limit pain
I am weak
Im emotional and sensitive and frail
In need of some love
Pull the cancer from the vaticans own state
Uninformed
You will harbour those who nurtured europes war
Keep turning my cheek
In a fragile state of violence left me weak
No guilt
Hold your people in disdain and steal their grace

I need replacement
To feel redefined
And its just this matter of identity
You preach elastic
To your jagged flock
Its an eerie passion for self-flattery

Emotionally Im wrapped in shame
Emotionally I feel Im raped
Oh, emotionally in chains

What now of my faith
Its a desperate exercise to limit pain
No guilt
Hold your people in disdain and steal their grace
Keep turning my cheek
Im emotional and sensitive and weak
Uninformed
You have harboured those who nurtured europes war