Internal Combustion Songtext
von Warlord

I was hungry and you formed a humanities club to discuss my hunger. Thank you.
I was in prison and you crept off quietly to your chapel to pray for my release. How nice.
I was naked and in your mind you debated the morality of my appearance. What good did it do?
I was sick and you knelt to thank God for your health, but I needed you. But I needed you.
I was homeless and you preached to me about the shelter of the Lord God. I wish you′d taken me home. Will you help me?
Will you help me?
I was lonely. You left me alone.
I was lonely. You left me alone.
You seem so holy, so close to God, but I'm still very hungry, and lonely, cold, and still naked. Does it matter!?