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