Corporate cross

Where we last cast off felt like a place of change
To where the face was a face that we believed would mend
The burning crosses and dead souls that died for amendment
Running riot in a town that bigots fail to mention

Well if the regulations meant you can get away with this
Well then the people can't help but feel used and cheated
Now you stand on your pedestal begging all to hear
While your followers reduce to reproducing fear

Left in the heart of man
From the vultures and leeches and snakes in the grass
Left in the heart of man
From the vultures and leeches and snakes in the grass

You say the heavens have sent you to fix this mess
Now you're counting the dollars and never making sense
The world won't stay blind forever

The broken backs and calloused hands will strangle the throat that left the poor to beg
But for the last time we stand tall with heads high when we're left broke
But now you stand on your pedestal begging all to hear
Watching your followers reduce to reproduce fear

Left in the heart of man
From the vultures and leeches and snakes in the grass

I've got no fucking respect for you
Your story can't convince me to join you
With all my demons and insecurities
Peace in my head will fucking kill me

So here is the church
Here is the steeple
Open it up and fucking rescue the people