Why do you
Come here?
Your black faith has stained your lips
And you will spread your disease
Spread your condemnation
For reasons you can't see
Well, I don't think I'm Jesus
There'll be no miracles from me
I say begat your Holy War
I say begat your Holy War!
Down on your knees, low is your time
The slant of light casts a volatile shine!
To worship a God you can't find
Where are You?
Where are You, where are You?
Where are You?
A thousand years, a thousand tears,
A thousand d**hs that had to be
You hunted down Ambrose
And turned your unquenched anger to me
To play inside of Nero's mind
As you had in those days
Will encompa**
Will condemn
Will encompa**
Generations.
I say begat your Holy War
I say begat your Holy War!
Down on your knees, low is your time
The slant of light casts a volatile shine!
To worship a God you can't find
Where are You?
Where are You, where are You?
Where are You?