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Masses bleed to the lash of the God they made
Suffer and manipulate
Peter kills Paul but Pontius's profit remains
A parable they create
Blind us to life, tell us death is our only escape
Watch as the hunted pray
The nails in his hands keep his mercy away
Jesus sells
And the high rise smiles as we submit like prey
Righteous hands guide us to a world of pain
Killing us from the dark
Their hands stay clean as we rip ourselves apart
A babe in his mothers arms
God gave her free will so she has to choose who will starve
Suffer in silence
Doublethink is heresy
In the eyes of a fascist God
Hunger folds to human greed
Suffer yourself away from loss
Atheism is a luxury
The working poor can't buy
The haves keep us on marionette strings
Hung from a fucking cross
Man sees
God bleeds
Man sees
God bleeds
The rich exist through a paper savior
The righteous hand drowns us in sulfur
Falling again through the holes in His hands