You blame your biased ideals on how you were raised On bible class chains, you're a dutiful slave The inbred American way Instilled from your goddamned very first day Raised ignorant Raised ignorant Raised ignorant Hold your cross up high On the battlefield where you've gone to die The bodies of belief pile high To uphold the worthless son of lies The sanctity of your being Does not require this spiritual prison Let alone this religious fiction Your puritan zeal hides your perversion It hides your vanity, greed & indulgence Sick preacher of intolerance Racism strengthens your pious convergence To self-appointed guardian of a "right-thinking" resurgence Sensor of cultures Your God won't return to rescue your worthless sect Go to hell, prophet of slavery On the same day, God created his biggest lie In 1993 individuality dies in the Sty of Christ Sty of Christ Sty of Christ