Why didn't anyone care when affliction meddles'
If they did, would they have lied anyway'
Never believe, then when we tell you what you think you want to hear,
All tall and pompous, and grand,
Standing on the altars of our feelings,
Feeding us rotten meat and sour milk when all we asked for is bread and wine,
Liars, all of you,
You've led me down a path of destruction, deceiving me, hiding all the real facts, hurting those close to me,
So run, my brothers and sisters, 'cause it's all gonna burn, and nothing...nothing will put out the flames,
And, as it burns, I'll praise God for his wrath and forgiveness, and warm my frozen blood with the heat, and feed my soul with the burnt flesh of our once great leaders.