I could see them smile
Doused in gasoline
Offer up their child
As they burn and scream
My parents sold me to a preacher
Now I miss my mom and dad
I heard they joined a cult
They say mass suicidal death
Im locked inside the church
They say the prophecys foretold
Strapped to the altar
Im the sacrifice they owe
Oooh
Theyll chase me through the graveyard
I hear their guns
Ill hide behind the chapel
Their out for blood
Theyll call you brother
Then Theyll turn around and chop off your hand
Cant trust your mother
Cause your father was a traveling man
Stone written tablets in the basements
Where authors etched their lies
Theyll sell you your forgiveness
If you pay them with your life
An actor in his mansion
Holds a party where theyll meet
Strapped to the table
Let the holy have their feast
Theyll chase me through the graveyard
I hear their guns
Ill hide behind the chapel
They're out for blood
Theyll call you brother
Then Theyll turn around and chop off your head
Cant trust your mother
Cause your father was a traveling man
Theyll preach salvation as they tie my limbs
And rip out my teeth
Theyll soak their daggers In the pigs blood
As I beg and I plead