Enter the plague-bearers throwing stones
The not-in-god's-name swearers picking through the bones
It's a refuge for cowards and hypocrites
Their traps are baited and their fuses lit
Preachers proselytize and cancers metastasize
And you've been properly anesthetized
So you won't even flinch
You won't notice the unmarked graves
For the victims of their crusades
Cathedrals built on the backs of slaves
They're the salesmen adept at deception
The neighborhood thugs selling protection