Suffer The Children

Your unflappable conceptions

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 master plan

Just face the truth or fund the farse

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

Judgement through force

Faith, a fuel for pointless wars

When all is done

Who shall benefit? Who is the one?

Not those who pass on

But those dictators divine, waving their deceitful wands