The Missing

The Missing
Hey god told us that we made
a very big sin
You don't know where
to begin
He says turn the other cheek
but that seems kind of weak
I just want to beat up
beat up the meek

He says you be a better man
if you'd stick with the plan
But I don't think I can
not with that kind of man
You love to be cruel
You love to be cruel
I'm not a good tool
'Cause you love to be cruel
What now?
The cross has been greased
but I don't feel the heat
nor the peace in the street
everybody feels it
So just bury it in the pit
with the best of the sick
ideological shit
You love to be cruel
You love to be cruel
I'm not a good tool
'Cause you love to be cruel
You love to be cruel
You love to be cruel
You love to be cruel
You love to be cruel