Damnation

You bury your head
In your bloody hands
But you won't find what you need
The masses following blindly
Drinking the blood of a liar
Ignorance is bliss for the masses
But God means nothing to me
The beliefs of the many
Controlling the few
Your crown of thorns
An empty throne
There is no heaven
There is no hope
Your crown of thorns
An empty throne
There is no heaven
There is no hope
The masses following blindly
Drinking the blood of a liar
You are a marking to nothingness
To be burned at the pyre
Burn
Point the nails from the cross
Point the nails from the cross
Your empty words
Burn me down to the core
Point the nails from the cross
Me please me with the ignorant
Point the nails from the cross