Why do you
Come here?
Your black faith has stained your lips
And you will spread your disease
Spread your condemnation
For reasons you can't see
Well, I don't think I'm Jesus
There'll be no miracles from me
I say begat your Holy War
I say begat your Holy War!
Down on your knees, low is your time
The slant of light casts a volatile shine!
To worship a God you can't find
Where are You?
Where are You, where are You?
Where are You?
A thousand years, a thousand tears,
A thousand deaths that had to be
You hunted down Ambrose
And turned your unquenched anger to me
To play inside of Nero's mind
As you had in those days
Will encompass
Will condemn
Will encompass
Generations.
I say begat your Holy War
I say begat your Holy War!
Down on your knees, low is your time
The slant of light casts a volatile shine!
To worship a God you can't find
Where are You?
Where are You, where are You?
Where are You?