Born into a faith that tells you your god is the righteous one Born into a face that tells you your war is the holy one Standing in your holy house dipping in the water Followed like the sheep you are, dancing to the slaughter Looking down on heathens that would dare to cross your path Knowing in a blinded faith that they will feel your gods wrath Here’s the reason that you love and more the reason what you hate Tolerance is just a word that others say to desecrate Lucky how you’re born to this: the universal power Here you stand above the rest watching in your tower All the world should bow down to the god that’s in your pages All the ones that would deny will suffer from god’s rages
And I don’t believe, And I don’t believe And I can’t receive, What you’re giving to me I wish I could, But I’m glad that I can’t Be something that’s good, That stands with your slant I’m not worthy to go to your heaven I’m not good enough to meet your god
Sacrifice, sacrifice, nailed unto the timber To be a better martyr man you really must be limber To bend the words to fit your path and stay within the facts Bent so far the straw has come to break the camel’s backs You will be forgiven for atrocities you commit You will be awarded for the bodies that you split No matter how abhorrent the things you do in this life As long as your god says it’s good then you can wield his knife Deep inside your blinded faith living is a seed Telling you that all you follow may not really be You shake your head declare resolve and scratch it with your tome But keeping down the truth like that will burn you to the bone
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