Like it or not, there's a glow that shines Up from the fire Hell provides So, when we're picking sides We're sure to check our lights Time my dad asked if I thought he was Going down to Hell because He wouldn't bow down to you What about our rendez-vous? It's his decision, but "free to be me" can Be its own kind of prison Ba-ba-ba, ba-ba Ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba Ba-ba-ba, ba-ba Ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba Ba-ba-ba, ba-ba Ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba Ba-ba-ba, ba-ba Ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba We'll be scared of a madman's cry But to see him stilled by your sway Is even more terrifying Oh, come, son of Yahweh When we want to live without shame We'll turn to this God and take His name He burns all of our wrong turns To ashes in the flames