Hail to the lady
Full of despair
Does she even believe
That this could be fair
Organised chaos
Blood everywhere
Heretic dogma
With bullets to spare

To whom do you pray
The almighty dollar
Your prophet is dead
Lay his head on the altar
Drop to your knees
And confess to the martyrs
Arrogant claims
Preach to the vultures

The almighty dollar
Lay his head on the alter
Confess to the martyrs
The almighty dollar

Gospel of the vain is king
The glutton awaits to devour the sin
Of the broken man who has murdered his kin
The idleness of people within

To whom do you pray
The almighty dollar
Your prophet is dead
Lay his head on the altar
Drop to your knees
And confess to the martyrs
Arrogant claims
Preach to the vultures
The almighty dollar
Lay his head on the altar
Confess to the martyrs
The almighty dollar

Our father in which I've lost faith
Voracious devotees left in your place
Your kingdom is burning, ashes to dust
Your empire's grown but what is the cost
Our father in which I've lost faith
Voracious devotees left in your place
Your kingdom is burning, ashes to dust
Your empire's grown but what is the cost

The almighty dollar
The almighty dollar
The almighty dollar
Lay his head on the altar
Confess to the martyrs
The almighty dollar