Clutched brimstone surrounding the village
populated by the jagged smiles seen each Sunday
The pyre is set, but how can they burn
when their meat is all but human

DOGMA DROWNED OUT BY TV STATIC
I HEARD THE WORDS DELIVERED BY EYELESS FACES
WHAT DO YOU SEE BEYOND THE CAMERAS
WILL YOU STILL SMILE BENEATH A GUILLOTINE BLADE
OR WILL YOU WEEP REDDENED SAND
INTO A DESERT AS EMPTY AS YOU

Scripture stolen out the mouth
of a mother forced to carry to term
Nothing sacred in a man ****** holy language

The same words that preach against demons
come from the canals of Babylon;
your empire sings annihilation
until none are left to hear it

EMPTY CHANNELS DEFECATE BLOATED PSALMS
INTO A NETWORK GILDED AND GREEDY

POCKETS LINED WITH EMACIATED PRAYERS
NONE WILL HEAR THEM
THE SILENCE IS LOUDER THAN THE CROWD’S APPLAUSE