A Man of The Cloth?

In your shielded concrete home, your world is on fire,
The sunshine through the window, blinds you from reality,
You find yourself buried in cloth, in a school boys choir,
I'm not running tonight, you're going to feel my brutality. 

Hear the bells ringing, listen to the voice that's killing me,
Hear the bells ringing, listen to the world that's feeding me,
Hear the bells,
Hear the bells,
Take the cross that feeds you and take it to hell,
Hear the bells,
You're going to hell!

The demon’s in your head and in your heart, only you! will know the truth,
To the darkness within you carry a heavy head,
In a box or in the sky, in the robe you're living a lie, but they will know soon,
As you're treating me like this, I'm wishing you're dead.

I've seen your evil side and the cold air you breathe,
A grenade to this place and a burning desire for peace,
You've left me a faded shadow to grow up a broken man,
Forgive me god,

For I have sinned,

But, I've killed a bad man.... 

Hear the bells ringing, listen to the voice that's killing me,
Hear the bells ringing, listen to the world that's feeding me,
Hear the bells,
Hear the bells,
Take the cross that feeds you and take it to hell,
Hear the bells,
You're going to hell!!