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?