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