Twisting false lies,
Making them real,
Hope you abuse,
Making people think you’ll heal,
Their sickness,
Their pain,
But all you do is steal,
Their hope,
Their money,
And nothing is revealed,
You control the masses,
Enslaved by your words,
You direct the masses,
Drunk on your power,
And when you fail to heal,
You’re not to blame,
Only the faith of the innocent,
Oh, you could never be blamed,
So this is for you,
And your warped congregation,
I don’t care if you think its ok,
But it’s a degradation,
Of the poor,
And of the weak of mind,
So stop using,
And abusing the blind,
It’s nothing special,
It’s nothing divine,
You’re just trained to manipulate,
Simple as that,
You serrate the faith,
Till they’re nothing left. |
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