We appeared as leaders We appeared as friends We appeared as teachers But you've not got it Think about it longer It won't do any harm Please don't distort our words We came to get you Another angle of view about your life We hoped you'd realize Knowledge doesn't mean to prove the things It means to feel them You kiss pictures You make processions You organize rituals Each confession You wear crosses, crystals and charms It seems you never change It's just a fashion You pour another coat of treacle over your imgage At the same time you smile Now you're totally creamed with tacky Meditations about love and God You created tears Restrictive delusion Far away from truth you hunted us You created tears Religious confusion Far away from truth You get lost in the physical world