Placement Lyrics - Plankeye

Don't bow down, before an empty tomb 

Where a pretty face it makes me stumble 

And another chance is a hidden fall, is a hidden fall 

You made that thing with your hands 

But you kneel down in front of it 

Pledge your allegiance and all that you own 

To plastic idols and a rubber soul, a rubber soul 

God is in his holy temple 

So let us all be silent 

God is in his holy temple 

So let us all be silent let us all be 

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