Cold War - Dirty Protest

A weak messiah nailed to the cross
To cleanse our sins and shepherd the lost
An ugly vision the bloody sacrifice
Your filthy kingdom has fallen from grace

Dirty protest
Come touch me
Weak messiah
Bleed for me

So many lepers you're too frail to cure
Your sacred children they die in the sewers
You weep alone, your flocks gone astray
Into your kingdom of filth and decay

Chorus X 2

Unclean.