I am your priest
And to you I will read
A passage from the gospel of lies
Death is a multicoloured butterfly
That softly flaps its wings
You must be afraid
From now till the end
Infidel
Here’s how the deal works
Peace and freedom will be available to you
Only if you can afford
Flick some magic paper
And watch infidelity fly
Do you wank when you fantasize
Of your twisted new world equations?
Don’t you know?
Realization has a price
We cover costs by feeding the mind
The truth
Glorious
Uplifting
Truth
Pay up
Before inevitable doom
Why must we stand aside and watch
An intoxicated souls struggle?
For the good of all
All that is one
One that is all
That’s what we are
And what they’re not
Can you hear me fucking infidel?
Salvation is within my grasp
It can be within yours
Take these chains of freedom
Tie them around your ankle
But understand
The chains are in your head
It’s nothing but psychology
