We are the priesthood, we are the holy Conform to us, do what we say you should Your words, they cut my heart causing it pain Tearing souls apart, you've earned my disdain We are the cold, we've turned our backs on conviction Our name is convenience, no room for conscience Your words, they cut my heart causing it pain Tearing souls apart, you've earned my disdain Brood of vipers, we've all been called by name Brood of vipers, cant we all live by the gift of love bought by his tree (bought by his tree) We've been called to love We've been called to spread life We've been called to live Not to hide in the night