You raise us on your rituals of a god above
We all must obey the rules
You watch us drinking up your cup of blood
And see us all for fools
I call you out and all your sick desire
I see you for what you really are,a liar
You wouldn't know the truth if it stared you in the face
For you it's about control
You've fallen down so far from grace
All you are is just a show
You masquarade as some who is full of love
Another pair of helping hands
But when the push comes right down to shove
Then you have other plans
I call you out and all your sick desire
I see you for what you really are,a liar