Since the dawn of man
Sin is wrapped in ribbons and bows
Dressed up for the masses
A wolf in sheep's clothes
Drawn away by our own devices
In a corner with nowhere to run
But in the end there are no surprises
There's nothing new under the sun
It's an old sin in a new skin
Old taboos into new trends
Old sin in a new skin
Old lies told with new twist
A white washed tomb
Full of dead men's bones
Painted smiles on faces
Try to laugh to conceal their groans
Drawn away by our own devices
In a corner with nowhere to run
But in the end there are no surprises
There's nothing new under the sun
It's an old sin in a new skin
Old taboos into new trends
Old sin in a new skin
Old lies told with new twist
