Lyrics:

Nurse the sick but let them die
God told me to
Tell children stories that make them cry
God told me to
Rub salt into the open wounds
God told me to
Spit on all the heirlooms
God told me to

Damn the lamb and curse the dove
Crucified on the cross of love
Damn the lamb and curse the dove
Crucified on the cross of blood

Put a stake through the sacred heart
God told me to
Punch a hole in the ark
God told me to
Put poison in the holy wine
God told me to
Preach the gospel of war and crime
God told me to

Damn the lamb and curse the dove
Crucified on the cross of love
Damn the lamb and curse the dove
Crucified on the cross of blood
Damn the lamb and curse the dove
Crucified on the cross of love
Damn the lamb and curse the dove
Crucified on the cross of blood

And if I could be any place
I´ll be the hand of God and slap your face
If I could be any place
I´ll be the hand of God and slap your face