Go to church, accepting god
Absorbing their religious fraud
Shunning those who disagree, what will it take for you to see
Collection plates always full, with hard earned cash of pawns and tools
Exposing them for who they are, the truth is even more bizarre
Men of god molesting kids embracing what their god forbids
Turned to christ, because you're weak
Thinking you'd find inner-peace
Emptiness when you confide, leaves you feeling dead inside
Disgusted by your former priest, you rat him out to the police
He cries in court and says a prayer before his sentence to the chair
Religion you once held so high, is not but a giant lie