Enter the plague-bearers throwing stones   The not-in-god's-name swearers picking through the bones   It's a refuge for cowards and hypocrites   Their traps are baited and their fuses lit      Preachers proselytize and cancers metastasize   And you've been properly anesthetized      So you won't even flinch   You won't notice the unmarked graves   For the victims of their crusades   Cathedrals built on the backs of slaves      They're the salesmen adept at deception   The neighborhood thugs selling protection