He Stands Lyrics

Three Impotent Males He Stands

He stands at the door way of light His head resting in
his cupped hands From this vantage point he swears to god
he understands That those who don't praise his lord are
sinful and unjust Wants to feel the touch of god even
though he's lost his trust Blind by the light of
propaganda flexing all it's might Selfish prayers are
never answered still he says them every night And his
bible is like a gun pointing it at his chosen ones Scare
tactics to recruit them while they are young