"Tatterdemalion"

You, you always talk about the cross you wear
You never talk about the cross that glares
All seeing eye of your rotting god
Your knees - they bleed to hide the grief
You hold your breath until your mind turns blue
You always pray to God to help you through
A tribulation against all odds
You sinned, repent, the end but NO!!!
You have to tell the whole world about
The legacy of The Sun's Black Shroud
The ministry of misery
To make a fool go preach his rule

Christ is nothing more than an expletive
The utterance is a compliment
God damned the world and Christ still lives
We speak his name most every day
The day of judgement is closing in
Much like a wound from a misplaced shiv
But the battle scar shall always remain
We wash in vain the crimson stain
The robe of holiness will always be stained
From the pressures of m(oral) restraint
Neglect the beast inside
You'll always bring shame
Defame his name reptilian brain

Praise your god
In your sleep
No regard
Mindless sheep
Tattered thoughts is all you keep
Hold them near until they smear
His written word - so absurd
Likened to a polished turd
The sacred vows - so profound
Like dung upon the dusty ground

Behold the mystery
So called theology
God always talks to me
And tells me how to be
A better man through sin
His patience wearing thin
Just like the masquerade
His silver tongue persuades
The Law of Opposites
To play the role that fits
Both sides are pestilence
Offense is best defense
The sport of war can tempt
The act of love resents
The tears of joy dry fast
No lasting sentiments

The solace - to obsolesce
Reject all life's nonsense
Agree to stubbornness
Refute their honed weakness
Destroy facade of God
Tear down the walls that block
It's not of arrogance
It's in our best interest
To be responsible
The human animal
Might be intelligent
But doesn't represent
A higher thinking lot
Most form a giant clot
Cajoled and cankerous
Repeating past attempts

Praise your god
In your sleep
No regard
Mindless sheep
Tattered thoughts is all you keep
Hold them near until they smear
His written word - so absurd
Likened to a polished turd
The sacred vows - so profound
Like dung upon the dusty ground