Bring out your dead 
Bring me their heads 
An execution is at hand 
These are you false prophets selling you Armageddon 
These are the ones who are telling you that you are safe 
These are the ones who are taking your life away 
Day by day we cleanse the world of evil 
Yet, the blood is still on our hands 
Buried beneath the prayers of dead men 
And when there’s nothing left 
There will be no one left to peel the guilt from our backs 
flaw so fatal to our own survival 
Failure in the flesh 
Day by day we cleanse the world of evil 
Yet, the blood is still on our hands