We are the priesthood
We are the holy
Conform to us
Do what we say you should
Your words
They cut my heart causing it pain
Tearing souls apart
You've earned my disdain

We are the cold
We've turned our backs on conviction
Our name is convenience
No room for conscience
Your words
They cut my heart causing it pain
Tearing souls apart
You've earned my disdain

Brood of vipers
We've all been called by name
Brood of vipers
Cant we all live by the gift of love bought by his tree
(Bought by his tree)

We've been called to love
We've been called to spread life
We've been called to live
Not to hide in the night

We've been called to spread life
Not to antagonize