You Know We All Love You

You'll paint this town black with the laws

That you craft

Then turn it all red with the fires they set

As faith consents to arrogance

You name their plague with elegance

The judgment's made but don't forget

''You were never one of them''

We're all trying

To find our way in the dark

But your lanterns look more like torches

And your rescue coercion and you stand so confident

If he's so holy why aren't you trembling?

The fire's is in your house!

And there's no time left to sort this out

All of us are guilty men

There is no line between us and them

There's no place for entitlement

For mercy falls on shattered men

And God will crush the prideful ones

I never knew you

Fear and trembling brothers