Fallen for a mare's nest
For insidious trickery
For perfidious corruption of an amoral sect
The call of deceit, the stench of lies
Don't listen…to all these foolish preacher's words
Delusion rebuilt on fragile columns
Lost souls ready to take their place in the flock
Obvious untruth worshipped by ma**es
Don't follow…a blinding light that hides betrayal
Nourished by the ones of colossal lies
Slithering like a doubtful snake
Spreading the venom of the false dawn
Praying malice, terror, hate and scorn
…dependants of lies…
The preacher:
I am god my words have been sainted
Believe in me, I know the way
Bow to me the two- faced father
Don't you dare to doubt of me
Conform…to my despotism
Obey….all my empty words
Come…and be my spineless servant
Kneel…before my unholy throne
As a child of god, in the arms of indifference
Affecting a sheltered life
The bottom's he's at one with self-deception
Straight fall for a liar
Avid to pay the price for their salvation
For a place in a doubtful collective
Blessed by those of feigned belief
Don't act like a fool canting facile speeches
Holding sway over those of feeble minds
Controlling the fate of the weak
Dominate, enslave, manipulate
The core essence how religion k**s
…and it does…for sure it does…
The slaves:
For all of our lifetime we'll be serving
Obedient children of light