Teksty: Andrew Jackson Jihad. Lightning Bolt.

The best years of his life, is what he gave to you.
Never late a day, he's been faithful and true.
Putting out the tombstones and digging down the graves.
For over thirty years now and I can't believe you have the nerve to say, that you're gonna have to cut his pay.
'Cause one of your priests did such an awful thing.

Lightning bolt, oh lightning bolt, why don't you strike them down?
For what they did they deserve to be a black spot in the ground.
And if there is a god, up there in the clouds, I can't imagine a better time to show his wrath than now.
Somehow, these monsters all seem higher than the law.
They won't see any punishment at all.

He didn't give a damn about your god or your church.
He was just an honest man looking for some honest work.
And in his little finger, he has more purity, than a whole church-load full of your child-molesting priests.
It seems you're making him pay for the guilty sins.
Thirty years, and that's the thanks he gets.

It's hard to imagine there could be a greater sin,
Than using your trust for abusing a kid.
As hard as it may seem, well I think that there is and you're committing it, by protecting these old evil men.
And if there really is a judgement day, you'll have a whole lot to explain.

Lightning bolt, oh lightning bolt, why don't you strike them down?
For what they did they deserve to be a black spot in the ground.
And if there is a god, waiting up there in the clouds, I can't imagine a better time to show his wrath than now.
Somehow, these monsters all seem higher than the law.
They won't see any punishment at all