Heart of Babel

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Religion is a business

Meant to enslave you

From state to the pulpit

Synagogue to pre-school

Any god could be ruled

By-laws and steep dues

A penance for a sin

And then a tariff will take two

 

Meant to silence your questions

Make you cave to oppression

Whether state jurisprudence

Or a commandment from heaven

Introduced with aggression

To leave you in depression

And the whole world submitted

Leaves no viewer discretion

 

Leaves a rues of succession

No choice in the manner

Indoctrinate it long enough

Until the law is enamored

Until the people are hammered

To view your source as a glamour

Until this false-authority

Receives its praise in a clamor

 

Just a product unhampered

A sales-pitch in relation

Choose a cross or an eagle

And you could change a whole nation

A few scapegoats and martyrs

And a controlled segregation

Almost every act of man

Is part of this occupation

 

It\'s a monopoly risen

Through a crowd, egotistic

Where you\'re treated as cattle

Just a living statistic

Just an offering held

As though ritualistic

Because in truth of the matter

At the core it\'s sadistic

 

Whether a preach or a speech

A serminauguration

It\'s a deceit they repeat

Without any hesitation

Passed down one from the other

From our past generations

Just a seed of a lie

That has rooted with mutations

 

You see, it\'s all just psychotic

They want power and control

They want what they speak

To be all the world knows

To be all that we think

To be all that we sow

To consume our whole lives

And only serve to their roles

 

You see religion\'s a business

That tries to purchase the mind

Tries to control your heart

And just leave you in the blind

Just leaves you in a bind

So that you can never shine

An identity lost

To be conformed and resigned

 

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