• Sacred you hold your gem
    And preserve you religious beliefs
    You claim to represent all that is good
    And yet you are lowly as thieves.

    Uphold the good, clean the dirty
    Are morals in which you preside
    Your smile is fake, your faith is brainwashed
    Leaving you empty inside.

    You cry for God, you slit your wrists
    And hide behind your Church
    You read the Bible until you're numb
    Bound by it's spitting curse.

    And yet you repeat the process
    When morals have slipped from the pedestal
    You kiss God's a** and redeem at church,
    Afraid life's enjoyments will make you fall.

    You remain the same until your old
    Praying to God as you lie in bed
    But pray as you will, no matter what
    Tomorrow you're still dead.

    No awareness of light, or burning sensation
    Will you feel
    All will go black and soon you'll know
    None of it was real

    You stay in the ground and slip away
    And others come to witness your decay
    And so for everyone shall this be and stay
    Until the Earth has faced it's last day...