don t bow down before an empty tomb where a pretty face it makes me stumble and another chance is a hidden fall a hidden fall you made that thing with your hands but you kneel down in front of it and pledge your allegiance and all you own to plastic idols and a rubber soul god is in his holy temple so let us all be silent i worship and adore you my god casting down my treasures to the ground making dust of anything that i could set up in your place be thou exalted be thou exalted god is in his holy temple so let us all be silent 