The Awful Truth

Entrusted to watch the flock
You took advantage of the post
Betrayed the youngest ones
A real wolf in shepherds clothes

Instead of guiding towards the light
You used that twisted vile mind
To manipulate and take
You're scarring them for life.

Well is it getting hot,
Under that collar?
Well is it getting hot?
Pray tell me, father?

Now that your cover's blown
You've been exposed, the awful truth
Acts so evil that
Your own god wont help you
Is it getting hot under 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 see your wretched face
As the gates slam shut
Condemning you
A prisoner of your own faith

Well is it getting hot
Under that collar?
Well is it getting hot?
Pray tell me, father?

Now that your cover's blown
You've been exposed, the awful truth
Acts so evil that your
Own god wont help you
Is it getting hot under collar?
Well it's hotter where you're going
So settle in, and come to grips
With your uncomfortable death

For no punishment on this green earth
Can make up for the harm you've done
So I hope you spend your days tremblin'
I can't wait to watch you burn
No punishment on this green earth
Can make up for the harm you've done
So I hope you spend your days tremblin'
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 collar?
Well it's hotter where you're going
So settle in and come to grips
With your uncomfortable...

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 collar?
Well it's hotter where you're going
So settle in, and come to grips
With your uncomfortable death



Credits
Writer(s): Brenton Lee Harris
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