(Grosskopf/Weikath)
A priest caught in lust
Is roaming the red light
Pays to indulge in his sins
Body cry
Each day he awakes
And prays for forgiveness
'Our Father', he cries to his God
'Set me free'
Once we may ask for forgiveness
Someday we could see paradise
His words echo to his disciples
Yet again he'll give into his vice
Caught and bound by temptation
So ashamed of running free
Sweet embrace, captivation
Carnal truth against our beliefs
Deliver us
Deliver us
His suit hides the truth
His business is pushing
Supplying the kings of the street
Rich mans' pride
Higher than high, a kid passing by
Blows off his head and escapes
Outta site
Who finds the road to redemption
The preacher, the kid or the man
Who will decide it, I wonder
Vicious circle entangled and trapped
Caught and bound by temptation
So ashamed of running free
Sweet embrace, captivation
Carnal truth against our beliefs
Deliver us
Deliver us