Every Time I Die inspired.

Look at the walls of these hallowed halls
Paintings and windows of all the ones who paid their way in.
Exalt in honor of those who kept the lies alive!
Keep reminding the weak of their shortcomings!
Keep them flooding in to pay indulgences
For the things they could never do without
Is it wrong to live in a world where sin is the currency of my country?

God damn, God damn them all
The pious play off our problems
And stick their necks out to speak the word of a god that they don't even listen to.
God damn, God damn them all.

Leave the stale taste of salvation in your mouth as long as you can take it.
And spit it out if you feel like the flesh and blood of a man tastes like shit.
Oh no, he didn't just go there! (He's flirting with the devil, he's flirting with the devil)
I walked through the arches of the cathedral
And I took a handful of donations
I threw it up in the air and watched the faithful dive to the floor in vocation.

God damn, God damn them all
The routine Sunday believers
The rest of the week they do what they want, but it's alright, cuz they did their part
God damn, God damn them all.