Dystopic Faith Lyrics

I lost my trust in God
I'm under the command of his slaves
Forced to pray in a god
I don't believe in

if I rebel beatings and kicking
If I give up no freedom
Dying is the last hope

Jury of bastards
They judge me according to their meters
no possibility of appeal

Force you to believe
In their ideal of command
Taken away from your will
Their thought is law

They feel the fear
They exploit it for plagiarize you
weapon of control

God as expedient
the great savior
which saves everyone

The Joy of control
The pleasure of manipulation
The Ecstasy of domain

Force you to believe
In their ideal of command
Taken away from your will
Their thought is law

They're watching you
They listen
They ensure

Utopia created to deceive
existence free from pain
just a lie to enslave

The Time of Cleansing
The purification of the impure
the extermination of the wicked

Force you to believe
In their ideal of command
Taken away from your will
Their thought is law