Immolation - Higher Coward

Cowards, with your empty hearts And narrow minds...so bitter Our confusion is overwhelming So aimless and misguided Your search for a higher power Something better than yourselves In a perfect world, your perfect god Is a coward just like you Watch them gather, they flock together For in numbers they feel strength Will you find your way to paradise, Through the darkness within your light To the children, they feed his body Peel his flesh from off the cross In his blood they'll wash away All the dirt from their souls Obedient young, they'll join the flock With minds like clay and hearts so pure Fill them with his words and fears And feed them to the waiting beast His open arms and splendid brilliance Devours those who can not see The dimming light from high above Vanquished by their higher coward How can you glorify and praise One so weak, imperfect and insane The magnitude of his madness is so clear In the eyes of the herd that he keeps Look what you have become Just another like all the rest