Great American Ghost Damnation
You bury your head
In your praying 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
The masses following blindly
Drinking the blood of a liar
You are all marching to nothingness
To be burned at the pyre
Bite the nails from the cross
Your empty words
Burn me down to the core
Bite the nails from the cross
May peace be with the ignorant
