Melting the Golden Calf

Bring us your trinkets
 Your baubles of gold
 Join the debauchry
 The young and the old
 Let us bow down
 To this great golden calf
 Darken our spirits
 As we dance and we laugh
 The golden calf takes shape;
 The idol of black hearts
 The whole deed
 From the sum of it's parts
 From the healer of sorrow
 Came a great molten blast
 With holy tongue of fire
 The commandments were cast
 Down from the mountain
 With two tablets of stone
 His countenance white
 Moses walked down alone
 Instructed by God
 To bring the people his word
 Intoxicated by evil
 Their judgement obscured
 Why should we listen
 To this set of his rules?
 Deeper in sin
 Sinks this assembly of fools
 Thou shalt not make graven images
 Visiting evil in the land of the dust
 Thou shalt not have
 Other gods before me
 Then - only then
 Can you truly be free
 Let us bow down to the King of Kings
 Melt down this idol and the evil it brings