Evangelica, in the land of milk and honey
where the grass is always green
and the skies are always sunny
Where oh so many love you
On their knees theys love you
but you only want them for their money
Well I see that your husband
left for parts unknown
I wonder if he knows what you do
when you're alone
Turned his servants into victims
How you lied to them and tricked them
into giving you everything they own
Oh how beautiful you used to be
when you were young, innocent and free
Then you broke your vow of chastity
and slept with your husband's enemy
Now you bask in the warmth
of all your gold
while the beggars outside your gates
die in the cold
Well they only wanted hope from you
but that was just a joke to you
But they at least still have their souls
Well I hear that your husband
is on his way back home
with an army of orphans
you said you didn't know
And I think you're gonna learn at last
what it's like to be an outcast
Sick and poor, imprisoned, and unknown