Horns gnarled atop your head
Fulfill the purpose for which you've been bred
Hooves cloven adorn your feet
Your flesh torn into unholy meat
For the damned you must be dead
Better you than better me instead
For you there has been watchful eye
It make it easy 'cause my truth is your lie
Be sentenced by truth or be sentenced by liar
Either deal yields trial by fire
And in all honesty
It was never your fault to be
Never the less bear my shame
'Cause to the mob it's all the same
For your sins it's silence you must keep
Forced to your knees at dusk
For altars reap
No last rites
No seeing the light this time
You've stood out I've culled you now
To be the bearer of my shame
You lived your life for me
Was that so hard to see
Now die for the same