After centuries I still remain
A weapon of mass distraction also known as doctrine
Bathed in social irrelevance
Who can deny? Who am I?

Omnipresent, omniscient
Not even in your mind
Annihilating an army of fools
Taking their heads
An alibi to exonerate mass murders
Just look back at our bloody past

Maybe you should not fall on your knees
Hoping for miracles, being a mental slave
Since I’ve been poisoned by selfishness and greed
There is no way to paradise
A structure destroyed by the chosen ones
They live just to spread their disease
Until this world cease to be

Turned into a whore that sells himself
For less than thirty silver coins
Violently raping the reality without a single touch
A stench of decay
The air is becoming unbreathable
How long until it all falls down?

Maybe you should not fall on your knees
Hoping for miracles, being a mental slave
Since I’ve been poisoned by selfishness and greed
I am the preaching hypocrite