Thin and pale Like the rest of the herd Let them come in flocks Cleanse them from their sins And nail ‘em to the cross Wash your head with blasphemy Bend your back in agony Cover your eyes with empathy Let it rain on thee Lay yourself to rest so I can watch you decay Return to ash and dirt and I start to pray Wash your head with blasphemy Bend your back in agony Cover your eyes with empathy Let it rain on thee Prayers for the weak Overturn the throne Turn all crosses upside down Overflowing with blasphemous tongues Songs of the forgotten son's Fire's falling from the sky Scorches the land far and wide The last judgment is nigh So pray for the weak