Blue skies, white churches and green fields

Violets and yellow daffodils

Steeples spew black plumes to the wind

Forgive me father, for I have sinned

The heavy red doors to the chapel

Newly painted by clergymen

Two stained glass windows of the crucifix

Frame the burning congregation

If hell won't deliver fire

I’ve got the match

If faith won’t denounce these monsters

Batten down thе hatch

If God won't protect us

We’ll have to bеcome our own shepherds

And topple the steeples

What's black and white and red all over?

Father Vile Childfucker

Blood atonement for his sins

The meek inherit and avenge

The flaming sword on which you’re falling

Is the cross you choose to bear

No god would allow this

No more asking forgiveness

If hell won't deliver fire

I’ve got the match

If faith won’t denounce these monsters

Batten down the hatch

If God won't protect us

We’ll have to become our own shepherds

And topple the steeples