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 [bad word] 
Just another like all the rest