Testo Open Letter - Distinguisher

Open Letter

How can you sit high up above
Atop your golden throne
While your children down below are broken to the bone
You take the mother
You kill the son
Another march in the name of the holy one
Persecution becomes our nature
A testament made to your failure
Why won’t you answer me?
Am I asking all the wrong questions
Or am I just too blind to see
The truth
Hidden in plain sight
While you
Watch the innocent die
(So I wrote this open letter)
To an angry god
But he never answered
We pray for rain
But the rivers fill with blood
And the ones that you left in power
Only grow stronger
Brought down, at the foot of the altar
They feast upon our flesh
So commands the father
The planet weeps
As her children die
In their holy walls, they build upon their lies
In the name of God on high
So tell me why won’t you answer me?
Why won’t you fucking answer me?
So now all my sins are laid bare
'Cause I knew that this day would come
Locked eyes with the ghost that failed me
No remorse for the damage done
I know that I will never fucking stop
Until I get my fucking answer
Straight from your throat
I’ll get my goddamn answer
Straight from your throat