Turning black

Would you like to come in
this is sacred place for my sin
have a taste of my goods
and if you please me i'll be good
there will never be tweo of me
but deep inside
i know one is more than enough
it is over now
all the lies
you must see this with your own eyes
i am god
you are waste
but deep inside these walls were the same
there will never be two of me
deep inside i know one is more than enough
so have you seen enough or shall
i do some more works of art
to convince you that this is right
to join me in some clean sing of my reich