Suffer the Children

Your unflappable conception moralistic views

Never open to criticism your overpowering ruse

Promises of sanctuary in eternal bliss

With starry eyes and cash in hand

Pledge all to the masters plan

Just face the truth or fund the farce

At one with your god your sole intent

Your treasured place assured

For a substantial rent

Global lunacy death threats for supposed blasphemy



No room for free thought

All non believers pushed to the floor

Aggressive tyrants supposed saints for the cause

Judgment through force faith a fuel for pointless war

When all is done who shall benefit?

Who is the one?

Not those dictators divine waving their deceitful wands