Confession

Shut up and listen to the man with the collar

Pass the Golden Plate and throw in your dollar

The truth is being spoken

The spirit is being awoken

And the beast as well

And even as the cross hangs from the ceiling

Welcome to my Hell

Fire flickering from a candle

This doctrine of faith too much for me to handle

I can see the fear in your eyes

I know you have something to hide

Confess to me

Now in your knees

Confess to your God

Then open your fvckin' eyes

And see I'm the one your kneeling for