Cowards, with your empty hearts 

And narrow minds...So bitter 

our confusion is overwhelming 

So aimless and misguided 

Your search for a higher power 

Something better than yourselves 

In a perfect world, your perfect god 

Is a coward just like you 

Watch them gather, they flock together 

For in numbers they feel strength 

Will you find your way to paradise, 

Through the darkness within your light 

To the children, they feed his body 

Peel his flesh from off the cross 

In his blood they'll wash away 

All the dirt from their souls 

Obedient young, they'll join the flock 

With minds like clay and hearts so pure 

Fill them with his words and fears 

And feed them to the waiting beast 

His open arms and splendid brilliance 

Devours those who can not see 

The dimming light from high above 

Vanquished by their higher coward 

How can you glorify and praise 

One so weak, imperfect and insane 

The magnitude of his madness is so clear 

In the eyes of the herd that he keeps 

Look what you have become 

Just another like all the rest