We've seen your moral fabric

Come apart at the seams

We've seen your faceless children

Sleeping with unanswered dreams

We've seen the aftermath

Of wars fought in the name of god

Rise up and name your fate

The time has come to burn you down

Blessed be the union

Of the goat and the human

Blessed be the hour

Of serpent and the flower

Blessed be the day

When your strength is torn away

You've named your saint and sinners

With your unseeing biased eyes

Your children hold uncaring hands

Just before they die

Self righteousness, eternal greed

Between these hallowed walls

This forced attrition, down the throat

Inside the sacred hall

Your strength is torn away