behind the walls of christ,the hypocrites recite songs to glory,their king who died
in vain they betray the wholy son,extinguishing his light,their greed and their desire
have turn him from his cross
they look down upon us,as their gods look down upon them and see's them for what
devoted to their saints and all their hails to mary,confessions show their weakness,pathetic
show of faith,they ease their guilt through the rosary,their false play of pity condems
the god they praise.
their words of adoration spewing from their lips lie far from their hearts,their
insincere tears fall from their lying eyes.they'll never see his kingdom,they'll
burn with jesus.