Profit of Death

Seasons night | as children fight Once so loved then gone again Hold on tight | to warming light

The dark will come to consume them

Suffering

People are weeping in grief Do as I say.

Further your endless greed Made victims Killing their spirits again Fed false hope Gouged for a lie

Predatory sold a story

Evil tells a tale of glory Your intentions, subjugation Fear of Hell

Wasted lives at ritual knives Fear to see a world that thrives First you ravish then live lavish Crush the spirit

 You sold them a lie As comforting as it seems The years waste on by With only one life to live You robbed them of time There is no Heaven or Hell True evil's alive

You are a Profit of Death

Mesmerized | and hypnotized

A fable told of afterlife

Demonized | in memory's eyes

Forgotten to the emptiness No more lies Tears fill offering plates Exploit pain

You relish the misery You feed

On holy atrocities Wasted lives Sermons of poison

Predatory sold a story Evil tells a tale of glory Your intentions, subjugation Fear of Hell

Profit of Death

Wasted lives at ritual knives Fear to see a world that thrives First you ravish then live lavish Crush the spirit

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 You sold them a lie No comfort from what

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Deceitful and wry The finality of death You sold them a lie

As comforting as it seems The years waste on by With only one life to live You robbed them of time There is no Heaven or Hell True evil's alive

You are a Profit of Death