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
Bloodlust
Find them
Bloodlust
Burn them
No pity
No prayers
Bloodlust
Burn
