Blasphemy Hymn Lyrics

LIES!

Tyranny!
A thousand angels scream
Your stoic savior, silent, perched upon his pole
Tortured, butchered,
Your sickly scarecrow god
Shall be devoured for the glory of the goat.
"Pray!" said the martyr,
all the way to the end. But...
no reprieve... Left to wonder..
"Do I have a plan B?"
No?

A god of mercy, the architect of hell, you say?
The one who said "turn the other cheek"?
A god who loves us, but won't so much as speak?

LIES!

Blasphemy!
That's what your priests would say.
They dare to speak as if they have moral authority,
Seething, needing...
For innocence defiled
Gods chosen rapists sate their lust upon his precious young...
Said the preacher,
"You'll be saved in the end"
But... Give him praise (and your money)
salvation don't come free.

Thou shalt not this, thou shalt not that...until we tell you to.
The ones who lead you don't seem to be playing by your rules.
Knowledge and truth, the greatest enemies of your faith...
Oh morning star, Lord Lucifer,
Wilt thou alight our way?
Our way!