Harvest of Hate

And still, you venerate what has brought you down; kneeling for salvation 
Still waiting for someone to save yourself from Hell 

Still waiting for holy answers from a human mouth 
And only pain you harvest 
You harvest pain 

Don"t turn the other cheek to the man dressed in the white and covered in the people"s blood 

Still waiting for holy answers from a human mouth 
And only pain you harvest 
You harvest fears and hate, your daily prayer, your daily sin 
Now you can die free of guilt, free of guilt...