Where is all the anger for the ones that abuse the cross We let them sink their teeth in And nothing’s ever done Where is the protection For the defenseless Trapped in the house of God
Perverse icons They summon them We will send them To the angel of righteousness
Follow the cross to find the worst of sins No pity No prayer For the wicked
Bloodlust Find them Bloodlust Burn them
Where’s the fucking outrage They should be dragged out into the streets and their heads hung for display When for years and years They’ve created a prison of youth
And there’s been
Nothing done, nothing done, nothing fucking done
Evil built Upon innocent guilt A prison of youth Forever trapped in the house of God
Perverse icons They summon them We will send them To the angel of righteousness
Follow the cross to find the worst of sins No pity No prayer For the wicked