Stained glass reflections Blood of life stretched, inscriptions Image of god, your christ denied Scripture verse, drains your last strength As the gates are shut, on your face The angels bleed, souls of a thousand gone Genuflect, before the dollar As I pound the nails into your son Stones that strike the cedar Condemned the lovers entwine Your lake of fire has run dry Persicute, the men embrace Lead the child, into Sodom Impale the Nazarene Blow away the ashes of your church As I stand before the flame, to dust