Bashed in Prophets Lyrics

A group of people
Labeled with a title
Prophets they’re called
Their words come out vile
On how we should be
To follow the words
Means to never be free
Be kind to all man
And that shall not kill
Pray with these lies
Your blood will be spilled
Believe what we learn not what we hear
The light will fade
The darkness pure
Truth was bought
With wine and bread
Trusted one man
Soon they were dead
Fuck the commandments
Words to be damned with
Truth is what we see
What we can touch
2219 pages of lies
Enough is enough
Burn and smolder to ash
With our power
These prophets we bash
Straight to the face
Our power is our own
Through these eyes
Evil shall roam
We live in a time
Where suffering is real
Anger may haunt
A life we steal
The times are different
Meaning not the same
Fuck all your words
To believe brings pain
We believe to what is written
Know of these words
Start a hold infection
In the truth
Not the prophet’s reflection