Testo Sympathy Depleted

Hey I've got a good one
Stop me if you've heard it before
Two priests sit in a bar,
One says, I don't think god loves me anymore,
The other is silent, yeah that faithful safety net, for the inept,
Then from that void comes a voice so candid,
What makes you think he ever did?
How many souls, does one cold shoulder hold?
Saviours lie and hide their eyes,
No one cares if their hands are needed
Saviours lie and hide their eyes,
Sympathy depleted
Saviours lie and hide their eyes,
No one cares if their hands are needed
Saviours lie and hide their eyes,
Sympathy depleted

I know, that there are those, who remember, so I suppose,
On and on, this mortal stain remains, unchanged,
Purgatory lies, just behind our eyes, and only the lucky die
Science has a wicked sense of humour it seems,
The heavens have one hell of a mean streak
How many souls, does one cold shoulder hold?

Saviours lie and hide their eyes,
No one cares if their hands are needed
Saviours lie and hide their eyes,
Sympathy depleted
Saviours lie and hide their eyes,
No one cares if their hands are needed
Saviours lie and hide their eyes,
Sympathy depleted

So far so good, so what so long,
None of this matters if you don't belong,
So far so good so what so long,
I think I've done my worship wrong,

Drop ‘em to their knees,
Drop ‘em to their knees,
Drop ‘em to their knees and make them believe

Drop ‘em to their knees,
Drop ‘em to their knees,
Drop ‘em to their knees and make them believe

Saviours lie and hide their eyes,
No one cares if their hands are needed
Saviours lie and hide their eyes,
Sympathy depleted
Saviours lie and hide their eyes,
No one cares if their hands are needed
Saviours lie and hide their eyes,
Sympathy depleted