The Cause

Sitting in the snug of a no-go pub or in a safe-house
The liquid gold inside his glass casts a glow from head to foot
In vain he looks for reasons to justify tne means
He knows there is a reason for the cause.

Misty eyed and sentimental, singing songs of martyrdom
And heroes long since dead, the whisky in his glass will wash away the dead
In the comfort of this people
He knows there is a reason for the cause.

They seperate religion and they separate the schools
Dividing streets and houses, eyes covered up with wool
Delude themselves with ancient songs which tug the heart and fill the eyes
He konw there is a reason, there's got to be a reason for the 'cause.

There's nothing to talk about
No common ground
We'll make a living hell
For every infidel.

Nothing cant stop us
God's on our side
For unbending arrogance
You'll pay for your pride.

No need for conscience
To get in the way
Insanity, vanity
Kills out humanity.

To those who would judge us
To them l would say
A glorious place in our Heaven
Awaits us today.

They separate religion and they separate the schools
Dividing streets and houses, eyes covered up with wool
Delude themselves with ancient songs which tug the heart and fill the eyes
He konw there is a reason, there's got to be a reason for the cause.