Temple of Stone Songtext
von Tim Be Told

Brick by brick with stilts and sticks
You build your empire walls
Trick by trick, you punch and kick
Until the other falls
You primp, impress, expensive dress
As if God Himself would be impressed
That you look your very best

So raise up your kingdoms and thrones
Turn the broken and the weak away
′Cause God is not in your temple of stone
He's the outcast of these walls you′ve made

Lip to lip, you lie and quip
To bring your brother down
You tear and strip, then crack your whip
To twist a thorny crown
Too proud to share or ever carry
Burdens you refuse to bear
While you stand afar and stare


So raise up your kingdoms and thrones
Turn the broken and the weak away
But God is not in your temple of stone
He's the outcast of these walls you've made

So you will be like Jericho
And I will sing with a mighty blow
Till your walls come down

Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Till your walls come down

There is a kingdom and throne
Where the weak are never turned away
′Cause God is not in a temple of stone
He′s with the people who cry out His name
He's with the people who cry out His name
He′s with the people who cry out His name

Brick by brick with stilts and sticks
You build your empire walls