If you tell a lie again and again
it does not become the truth in the end
If your voice is loud and your lies are well heard
still it does not mean transformation has occurred

Water isn’t wine, brass isn’t gold
One day you’ll account for all the lies that you told

If you take the forest, if you steal it tree by tree
If you blacken the river, if you desecrate the sea
You can wave your arms,
You can shout out from on high
But the truth is still the truth
and a lie is still a lie

Water isn’t wine, brass isn’t gold
One day you’ll account
for all the priceless things you sold

You can speak of God
while you lead your Holy War
As if your hands weren’t stained
by the oil you adore
More innocents will die
and more soldiers will fall
You name your church for God
but it was greed that built those walls

Water isn’t wine, brass isn’t gold
One day you’ll account
for all the lives that you stole

Two faced yes fool
Pin striped suit ghoul

You can make a promise
and some people might believe
That you are not beholden to the power,
to the greed
But if they should fall ill,
or their schools should fall down
Should they fall on hard times
Well I doubt you’ll be around

Water isn’t wine, brass isn’t gold
And it’s wrong that we should pay
for a crown that you stole
Water isn’t wine, brass isn’t gold
One day you’ll account
for all the lies that you told