Music: Christians— we mourn, the thorn is stuck / in the side of the body, watch it self-destruct

The enemy is much ignored / When we fight this Christian civil war

We’re cannibals, we watch our brothers fall / We eat our own, the bones and all

Finally fell asleep on the plane / To wake and see we’re going down in flames

We see the problem and the risk / But nothing’s solved, we just say / “tisk tisk tisk and “shame, shame, shame…”