The Missing

Hey, God told us that we made A very big sin You don't know where To begin He says, '€œTurn the other cheek'€ But that seems kind of weak I just wanna beat up Beat up the meek He says, '€œYou'd be a better man If you stick with the plan'€ But I don't think I can Not with that kind of man You love to be cruel (To be cruel) You love to be cruel (To be cruel) I'm not a good tool (Good tool) 'Cause you love to be cruel (To be cruel) What now? The cross has been greased But I don't feel the heat nor the peace in the street Everybody feels that's it So just bury it in the pit With the best of the sick Ideological shit You love to be cruel (To be cruel) You love to be cruel (To be cruel) I'm not a good tool (Good tool) 'Cause you love to be cruel You love to be cruel You love to be cruel You love to be cruel You love to be cruel Tell me