What the Priest is Hiding

This is what we've waited for, we're kicking in the door
The priest is at the pulpit on his knees
Two thousand years of secrets underneath the rug they sweep it
Now we're making sure that everyone can see

You're praying to a statue of a man that never was
Your prophecy was never true, I'm telling you because
We've come for you, the rosary won't save you from the wrath
The mob has come to kill you
They've opened the closet of your past

The catacombs become your home, you're lost in there for days
Just a tiny glimpse of what you're going to have to face
You know why you're here, you know exactly what you've done
You make it harder for yourself the further that you run

You're praying to somebody you created out of lore
The one you'll soon be bowing to is sharpening his sword
One by one your heads will fall and roll right through the door
Down the stairs and through the gates to serve as a warning
For everyone, forevermore