You push them out
I give them my hands
In your oustings
Of those who sin
You retain your chosen angel
Proclaim your chosen devil
Show me all their faces
Give me all their names
Here they have few bases
With no past to be shamed
So my fellow comrades, collect your weapons cause we're going to war
Barricade against the preachers instilling that fear in your heart
Hustlers and prostitutes
Abusers and the abused
Whomever you find repulsive
And say you'll never forgive
Send them over the barrier
Here they're in my favor
These are my sinners
This is my statement
To hell with your saints
And your synagogue of satan
So my fellow comrades, collect your weapons cause we're going to war
Barricade against the preachers instilling that fear in your heart