The narrator has fallen into addiction (probably LSD, as suggested by the name New Pin, being the new pin on a syringe) and is such losing faith in his religion.
In goodness wake I'll always say I do
That it's all for you
And tricks I'd turn would always shine right through
But it's all for you
Like a stream overflowing
Unpredictable
A new confidence like a new king
Like a breeze levitating
To raise a sunken soul
And to the surface shines like a new pin
What junkie says is not what junkie do
But it's all for you
And the tricks he turns will always shine right through
But it's all for you
Like a dream synchronising
With the one I missed the most
A concentrated love from a new queen
Like a wave stabilising
I walk a tighter rope
And my new victim shines like a new pin
I can feel lies within the
Gospels that I'm sold
The tactless sentiments are a new pain
But it's all for you