Bloodlust

Where is all the anger for the ones that abuse the cross
 We let them sink their teeth in
 And nothing's ever done
 Where is the protection
 For the defenseless
 Trapped in the house of God
 Perverse icons
 They summon them
 We will send them
 To the angel of righteousness
 Follow the cross to find the worst of sins
 No pity
 No prayer
 For the wicked
 Bloodlust
 Find them
 Bloodlust
 Burn them
 Where's the fucking outrage
 They should be dragged out into the streets and their heads hung for display
 When for years and years
 They've created a prison of youth
 And there's been Nothing done, nothing done, nothing fucking done
 Evil built Upon innocent guilt
 A prison of youth
 Forever trapped in the house of God
 Perverse icons
 They summon them
 We will send them
 To the angel of righteousness
 Follow the cross to find the worst of sins
 No pity
 No prayer
 For the wicked
 Bloodlust
 Find them
 Bloodlust
 Burn them
 No pity
 No prayers
 Bloodlust
 Burn