Selling Salvation Songtext
von Frōzen Ghōst

There′s an old man by the traffic light
Selling bibles to all who pass him by

He makes his money saving the souls of strangers
To get to heaven he knows you have to die


It's so hard selling salvation
Though we all want to be saved
We′d all like to avoid damnation
Who is not depraved

Selling salvation, selling salvation

There's a woman by the city park
Selling her body to all who want to buy

She makes her living selling her men salvation
It's a hard life she can justify

It′s so hard selling salvation