All the good Christians vote and vote to build more prisons
So it's easier for one and all to feel the teeth of their lions
If you want to see the future look in the tired eyes of those you hold so
close and so dear
You'll see their hunger glitter like your greed in God
Their hate will shine a star so clear
Draw in the gangplank and cast off all the lines
One blast of a horn and we'll melt with the time
Feel the ache of the engines and the pull of our blood
And hope that we'll make it to God's eternal love
Those you lock away will defeat you
They know all your secrets
They wear your indifference like a boast
And your death is only the key to their future
And your children are just pigs they will roast
So draw in the gangplank and cast off all lines
One blast of a horn and we'll melt with the time
And you'll never escape from the pull of your blood
I hope that you make it to God's eternal love
Will you take all your burdens to the Lord?
You'll find him in his exclusive garden located behind the butchers yard
Will you take all your burdens to the Lord?