Not here to end your suffering
We'll be fanning the flames
when your temples burn down
We'll be fanning the flames

When your towers of decadence
crash down around your heads
If you are looking for the blame
We'll be fanning the flames

Between the Hammer
and the Holy Cross, you'll land
On the backs of the broken, we stand
All your blood and suffering
All your self-inflicted pain
On the backs of the broken, we stand

When you fall to your knees
from carrying the cross
When all the pain you suffered just is not enough

Between the Hammer
and the Holy Cross, you'll land
On the backs of the broken, we stand
All your blood and suffering
All your self-inflicted pain
On the backs of the broken, we stand

Burn it
Tear it down

Burn it 
Tear it down

Between the Hammer
and the Holy Cross, you'll land
On the backs of the broken, we stand
All your blood and suffering
All your self-inflicted pain
On the backs of the broken, we stand