Line up on the rightnFight the morons fightnCondemn your neighbors, love yourselfnnYour book asserts your rightnBut your translations lienProsecutor, hypocritennIs it wrong? Is it right?n(Man, it's warm inside the lie)nit is but a brief respitenfor Christian vengeance is coming aroundnnset the truths asidenforsake the crucifiednbe the first one; cast your stonesnnThe sinners will sufficenTo pay your sacrificenMercenary, coveternnAn outcast God collects tonightnYour actions force his hand to smitenNo wounded doorway bars his pathnHis retribution's your bloodbathn n