Crossbearer - Cave In

Tear it from its cross

Shake it to pieces

Scream demon wind into its ears

I’m not getting an answer

How can you be so fucking real?

Now I turn my back upon this crossbearer, the lesser to me of a figment

Never am I guided by its wisdom, gentleness or kindness

Crossbearer, crossbearer

Holy wars, dying in the name of God, the right to be minimized

Under the rule of the unseen greatness

And a book of superstitions to live by

I cannot bow my head or kneel my figure to a fake symbol

And yet I dream and walk this earth in free thought for myself

Proving my existence without this form of worship

So now let me spit upon the cross of your worship, or kill me in the

Name of God

The name of God

So now let me spit upon the cross of your worship, or kill me in the

Name of God

(The name of God)

In the name of God

The name of fucking God

In the name of fucking God

I only understand its hate

The skin underneath a mask of statements, shallow actions

Holy wars, dying in the name of God, the right to be minimized

Under the rule of the unseen greatness

A book of superstitions to live by, all living blind

Now I turn my back upon this crossbearer, the lesser to me of a figment

Never am I guided by its wisdom, gentleness or kindness

Crossbearer, crossbearer

I cannot bow my head or kneel my figure to a fake symbol

And yet I dream