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