The Awful Truth

Entrusted to watch the flock Took advantage of the post Betrayed the youngest ones A real wolf in shepherd's clothes Instead of guiding towards the light You used that twisted, vile, mind To manipulate, and take, scarring them for life Is it getting hot, under that collar? Is it getting hot, prey, tell me father! Now that your cover's blown You've been exposed, the awful truth Acts so evil, that your own god won't help you Is it getting hot under that collar? Well it's hotter where you're going So settle in and come to grips with your uncomfortable death The snake hidden among the pews With such a savage, toxic bite Size up the prey as you pontificate About the promise of the afterlife Well dear god I hope there's a heaven So they can see your wretched face As the gates slam shut, condemning you A prisoner of your own faith Is it getting hot, under that collar? Is it getting hot, prey tell, me father? Now that your cover's blown You've been exposed, the awful truth Acts so evil, that your own god won't help you Is it getting hot under that collar? Well it's hotter where you're going So settle in and come to grips with your uncomfortable death Coz no punishment on this green earth Can make up for the harm you've done So I hope you spend your days trembling I can't wait to watch you burn I can't wait to watch you burn Now that your cover's blown You've been exposed, the awful truth Acts so evil, that your own god won't help you Is it getting hot under that collar? Well it's hotter where you're going So settle in and come to grips with your uncomfortable death So settle in and come to grips with your uncomfortable death