initiation | rage | grief | integration
whips and chains
iron maiden
tie me down, stone me first
erase my mind, quench my thirst..
for the church
flood the world, your decree, persecute that heresy
hang ’em high and burn ’em bright for the crowds all in the night.
i know you’ll do it right, inquisition, diseases rife..
missionaries rape ’em while they’re wary
let ’em know that
church is life.