Lyrics

Once again the battle field is your body and those who want control have laid down their terms in black & white and red all over they keep the backstreet butchers in business as advertised from a bullhorn and the all knowing man has set up his make-believe graveyard with tiny white crosses for millions of make-believe souls someday I'd like to see a cross set up for a real live human being who bled to death to maintain the sanctity of mary mary & child scream the bigots who couldn't care less about human life obey their self-righteous lies while your sisters & daughters die all decisions are final your body is forbidden