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