i don’t even know Your name
blind slave to earthly glory
painted heroes’ of an evil game
statues memorialize Your story
You angels of death never die
tell us what to dream when to kneel
to score a point for Your team’s lie
torn flesh and broken hearts that never heal
You are the one that casts our family dead
Your victory enshrined in gold
blasts innocence full of gilded lead
Your terror is bought and sold
Sculpted by the Father’s progeny
In Your name, we worship this idolatry.