You bury your head In your praying hands But you won't find what you need The masses following blindly Drinking the blood of a liar Ignorance is bliss for the masses But God means nothing to me The beliefs of the many controlling the few Your crown of thorns, An empty throne There is no Heaven there is no hope The masses following blindly Drinking the blood of a liar You are all marching to nothingness To be burned at the pyre Bite the nails from the cross Your empty words Burn me down to the core Bite the nails from the cross May peace be with the ignorant