[Verse 1] They dressed me in white, they dragged me in chains, They spoke of salvation but branded my name. They knelt me before an altar of stone, Said the god would bless me but left me alone. [Verse 2] The prayers are hollow, the collars bite deep, They sing for the lords while we’re forced to weep. “Purity!” they cry, “Obedience is grace!” But their god turns his back on a branded face. [Chorus] Pray for the lord! Pray for the lie! Chained to the altar until I die. The collar is iron, the hymn is deceit, The faithful grow fat while the slave is meat. [Verse 3] They said my suffering was part of the plan, That gods only care for the purest of man. They burned my skin, they cut my hair, And told me my soul would be free with despair. [Verse 4] The priests raise their hands, the choir resounds, But no song of heaven can lift me from ground. Their incense chokes, their candles sear, Their scripture’s a lash I’m forced to hear. [Chorus] Pray for the lord! Pray for the lie! Chained to the altar until I die. The collar is iron, the hymn is deceit, The faithful grow fat while the slave is meat. [Bridge] Do you hear me, god? Do you hear my cry? Or am I unworthy, left here to die? You hear the lords, you hear their feast, But never the chains of your silent least. [Verse 5] So curse your altar, your book, your song, Your faith is a chain I’ve worn too long. And if your heaven is bought with my pain, Then I’ll die in the dark, and break your chain. [Final Chorus] Pray for the lord! Pray for the lie! Chained to the altar until I die. The collar is iron, the hymn is deceit, The faithful grow fat while the slave is meat. [Outro] Your god is blind… But I still see… The collar breaks… When none believe.
