Suffer the Children (Napalm Death cover)
Benighted Your unflappable conceptions
With starry eyes and cash in hand Pledge all to the master plan
Just face the truth or fund the farce
Your treasured place assured
Death threats for supposed blasphemy All non believers pushed to the floor
Supposed saints for the cause Faith a fuel for pointless wars
Who shall benefit? Who is the one? But those dictators divine waving their deceitful wands