Testo Bloodlust

Where is all the anger for the ones that abuse the cross?
We let them sink their teeth in
And nothing's ever done
Where is the protection
For the defenseless
Trapped in the house of God

Perverse icons They summon them
We will send them
To the angel of righteousness

Follow the cross to find the worst of sins
No pity
No prayer
For the wicked

Bloodlust
Find them
Bloodlust
Burn them

Where's the fucking outrage? They should be dragged out into the streets and their heads hung for display
When for years and years
They've created a prison of youth
And there's been
Nothing done, nothing done, nothing fucking done

Evil built
Upon innocent guilt
A prison of youth
Forever trapped in the house of God

Perverse icons
They summon them
We will send them
To the angel of righteousness

Follow the cross to find the worst of sins
No pity
No prayer
For the wicked

Bloodlust
Find them
Bloodlust
Burn them

No pity
No prayers
Bloodlust
Burn