You're keeping in step
In the line
Got your chin held high
and you feel just fine
Cause you do
What you're told
But inside your heart
it is black and it's hollow
and it's cold
Just how deep do you believe
Will you bite the hand that feeds
Will you chew until it bleeds
Can you get up off your knee
Are you brave enough to see
Do you want to change it
What if this whole crusade's
A charade
And behind it all
there's a price to be paid
For the blood
On which we dine
Justified in the name
of the holy and the divine
Just how deep do you believe
Will you bite the hand that feeds
Will you chew until it bleeds
Can you get up off your knees
Are you brave enough to see
Do you want to change it
So naive
I keep holding on to
what I want to believe
I can see
But I keep holding
on and on and on and on
Will you bite the hand
that feeds you
Will you stay down
on your knees
Will you bite the hand
that feeds you
Will you stay down
on your knees
Will you bite the hand
that feeds you
Will you stay down
on your knees
Will you bite the hand
that feeds you
Will you stay down
on your knees
Will you bite the hand
that feeds you
Will you stay down
on your knees
Will you bite the hand
that feeds you
Will you stay down
on your knees
Will you bite the hand
that feeds you
Will you stay down
on your knees
Will you bite the hand
that feeds you
Will you stay down
on your knees