Bloodthirsty (Explicit)

I know you feel it

Rising Up

We keep it simple

So we don't fuck it up

Are you sick yet?

Have you seen enough?

More of us than them

Are these the rocks you said would cry out in praise?

Buildings on children yelling their parents names

God watches through a slit in the gate

A special kind of hate

And what a calloused eye it is

A daily pilgrimage 

To the edge of the abyss

Appreciate it for what it is

A bloodthirsty god

Served by bloodthirsty men

More of us than them

Fight

A time for peace

A time for war

More of us than them

Fight