Meta Forrester - Cross the Line Lyrics

I would gladly bend my knees
To the goddesses who don't care about my sobriety
And I don't care about being clean
I don't really care about anything
That my God wants me to be

Cause I'll cross the line
I'll drink my vintage wine like dirty dirty dirty swine
Cause I'll cross that line
I'll drink my vintage wine from the unclean vine

And I have chosen not to abstain
I'll drink and I'll be merry with the honeys that I lay
And I will not feel any shame
When I taste that meat forbidden from the men of my forefathers name

Cause I'll cross the line
I'll drink my vintage wine like dirty dirty dirty swine
Cause I'll cross that line
I'll drink my vintage wine from the unclean vine

My father now proclaims
That I've finally gone astray
Says I'll be betrayed
And kiss my God given gifts away
But I choose not to follow
No, I choose not to obey
Why should I live for duty
If it only weighs me down in chains

Cause I'll cross the line
I'll drink my vintage wine like dirty dirty dirty swine
Cause I'll cross that line
I'll drink my vintage wine from the unclean vine