Preacher

I could see them smile, doused in gasoline Offer up their child as they burn and scream My parents sold me to a preacher Now I miss my mom and dad I heard they joined a cult They say, "Mass suicidal death" I'm lock inside the church They say the prophecy's foretold Strapped to the altar I'm the sacrifice they owe They'll chase me through the graveyard I hear their guns I hide behind the chapel They out for blood They'll call you brother Then they'll turn around and chop off your hand Can't trust your mother 'Cause your father was a travelling man Stone written tablets in the basements Where authored etched their lives They'll sell you your forgiveness If you pay them with your life An actor in his mansion Hold a party where they'll meet Strapped to the table Let the holy have their feast They'll chase me through the graveyard I hear their guns I hide behind the chapel They out for blood They'll call you brother Then they'll turn around and chop off your hand Can't trust your mother 'Cause your father was a travelling man They'll preach salvation As they tie my limbs and rip out my teeth They'll soak their daggers In the pig's blood as I beg and I plead