Preacher

I could see them smile, doused in gasoline
 Offer up their child as they burn and scream
 My parents sold me to a preacher
 Now I miss my mom and dad
 I heard they joined a cult
 They say, "Mass suicidal death"
 I'm locked inside the church
 They say the prophecy's foretold
 Strapped to the altar
 I'm the sacrifice they owe
 They'll chase me through the graveyard
 I hear their guns
 I hide behind the chapel
 They're out for blood
 They'll call you brother
 Then they'll turn around and chop off your head
 Can't trust your mother
 'Cause your father was a traveling man
 Stone written tablets in the basements
 Where authors etched their lives
 They'll sell you your forgiveness
 If you pay them with your life
 An actor in his mansion
 Holds a party where they'll meet
 Strapped to the table
 Let the holy have their feast
 They'll chase me through the graveyard
 I hear their guns
 I hide behind the chapel
 They're out for blood
 They'll call you brother
 Then they'll turn around and chop off your head
 Can't trust your mother
 'Cause your father was a traveling man
 They'll preach salvation
 As they tie my limbs and rip out my teeth
 They'll soak their daggers
 In the pig's blood as I beg and I plead