Christian Ruse

In the shadow of a cross Where the liars dwell Promise of grace rings hollow, the echoing knell With a crown of thorns They carve their twisted claim But behind the sacred veil lies nothing but shame Sermons of salvation, wrapped in deceit, They feed on innocence, a feast for the elite In the chapel of betrayal The candles flicker low Casting shadows of the children, victims of the show With the blood of the unbroken They write their twisted fate While the holy water burns, it's their seal of hate Underneath the altar, they're feeding on the dumb Hypocrisy disguised wearing cloaks of cum Christian Ruse, a poison in the veins Pompous show of prophets, where the truth is chained Squirming in the dark, they revel in the lies The shepherds of the lost, beneath a starlit sky Innocence a currency, they gladly trade within Holy flames they stoke, a cover for their sin Serpents in the temples Angels dressed in blight The devils in the details, hidden out of sight Garden of deception The bloom is rife with pain Harvesting the weakest, The holy have no shame We have seen through the illusion, the Christian Ruse!