The Cross
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Lyrics
I kneel before the cross
But anger fills my chest
You preach your holy manner
I’m sick of all the rest
The cross! The holy fucking cross!
The cross! The holy fucking cross!
Weekend turns to chaos
Bottles hit the floor
Voices rise like thunder
Violence at the door
One push and I explode
My fist becomes the law
He drops into the gutter
And heaven watches all
I run back to your temple
A hollow, dying place
Confession means nothing
A joke right in your face
Your faith is just a weapon
A crown of rusted wire
I tear it off in fury
And feed it to the fire!
The cross! The holy fucking cross!
The cross! The holy fucking cross!
No god, no law, no holy throne
I stand in hate, and walk alone
But anger fills my chest
You preach your holy manner
I’m sick of all the rest
The cross! The holy fucking cross!
The cross! The holy fucking cross!
Weekend turns to chaos
Bottles hit the floor
Voices rise like thunder
Violence at the door
One push and I explode
My fist becomes the law
He drops into the gutter
And heaven watches all
I run back to your temple
A hollow, dying place
Confession means nothing
A joke right in your face
Your faith is just a weapon
A crown of rusted wire
I tear it off in fury
And feed it to the fire!
The cross! The holy fucking cross!
The cross! The holy fucking cross!
No god, no law, no holy throne
I stand in hate, and walk alone