The fires of Gomorrah
Burnt an image in your head
Of wrath and vengeance
Of hatred and despair
And now the church of man
Fans the flames of fear
Smiling hypocrites
Reaping death and disillusion
Who's place is it to let you know the truth?
What difference is it to the dead whether you live or die?
And now the wall has fallen, the lies are exposed
But still the smoke has blotted out the sun
The war of man and god
Has long been over
There is no wrath, no more revenge
Forsake not this mercy unto you
Self deifying, judgmental, hypocrites
Spreading ungodly fear,
Do they even know the damage they are causing?
It's easy to hear them say "Turn to Christ"
surely they'll put themselves in his place, and sure enough
they'll take you down with them
