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
