Have you read the news today Things will never be the same Cause the virtue that you grew to love is lost And what you used to think was true Will soon come crashing down on you And the treasure that you held near only dross Do you know the cost of your own independence Paradise lost measured in consequence Crucify Wash the blood from your hands Point your arrow on up high The unsuspecting sacrifice Somebody somebody Theres no room for the two of us Somebody left for dead You take offense in what i say Cant have it any other way Were all subject to the altar that we bow And to those who disagree And still believe they can be free Your just clinging to a rotten sacred cow