You've never seen a rumble Like the fight tonight We got the Christians on the left We got the Christians on the right See 'em coming at each other Got the bloody truth in their teeth They're fightin' like the devil For the prince of peace You want a piece of me Take it out back. Get a piece of me, Snip and you snap to cut a piece of me What you lack is just the - peace of me Step right up See 'em face their death Back in the Roman coliseum We used to see 'em all confess Yeah, it used to be the lions Had the pointy teeth Now we throw 'em to the Christians For a little comic relief There's only one message That's gettin across As they're all screaming at each other That their souls are lost Yeah, the lights go dim, and the fight gets grim We see the body of Christ Torn limb from limb There's only one message That's gettin across As they're all screaming at each other That their souls are lost Yeah, the lights go dim, and the fight gets grim We see the body of Christ Torn limb from limb