Cult Inc.

Paper hands that beneath lies daggers Gentle touch, harsh words, harsh actions. Why guide people to cripple and disrepair How can anyone see God is here. The repetition, the control. The immeasurable amount of the lack of knowledge. Their dominance prevails for the ignorants are rampant. Continue to work steadfast, continue to give, do not question, obey and never complain. Open your mind, open your soul Don't be a sheep just because there is a shepherd You won't live that life you received If you sell your soul to slavery. A Religion that grows with an iron hand behind closed doors, None shall not heed it's authority, For the overuse of the verse which tells them all The single translation which shows their name reigns upon all. I wish you all the well But this cult does not You can pretend and lie to yourself The leader cares for us and does his best But like the usual he is hardly working compared to the rest, Forever in spirit, in prayers ever so present, The pretend strength that's brought by their organization The one whose mind enslaved a lot in a nation The one thing I pray for most, to quicken and expire in duration.