Trust me when I tell you about the when and how
No one would commit self-sacrifice for thou
You are the last of a primitive breed
I loathe the disclosure and insertion you always need
Few things, I think the world could do without:
Religion, racism and stupidity no doubt
If you would be gone, troubles would be none
Many hearts would still be beating, WTC would still be standing

If I'll burn your church you'll know the price of free speech
You're Slaves to your own gods
You simply just personify weakness
Spreading it with lies
Why do you just pray for all your troubles to go away and die, why don't you try to stand up and fight?