How can you sit high up above Atop your golden throne While your children down below Are broken to the bone You take the mother You kill the son Another march in the name of the Lord Persecution becomes our nature A testament made to your failure Why won't you answer me Am I asking all the wrong questions Or am I just too blind to see The truth Hidden in plain sight While you Watch the innocent die So I wrote this open letter To an angry god But he never answered We pray for rain But the rivers fill with blood And the ones that you left in power Only grow stronger Brought down at the foot of the altar They feast upon our flesh So commands the father The planet weeps As her children die In their holy walls they build upon their lies In the name of god on high So tell me why won't you answer me Why won't you fucking answer me So now all my sins are laid bare 'Cause I knew that this day would come Locked eyes with the ghost that failed me No remorse for the damage done I know that I will never fucking stop Until I get my fucking answer Straight from your throat ♪ I'll get my god damn answer Straight from your throat