Gullible and Blind

Suck down the toxic scum which you are told is food Burn under the sun under a thinning sky Bow down to the monuments of your weak morals Complain to all who would hear but never lift a finger And all the while you believe yourselves righteous and pure Your perversions tucked away, hidden behind plastic Vile torture you inflict on minds and bodies Crack the whip for the masters who watch you starve So live and breathe the creed of breed and obey Persecute and judge those who will not conform Your time is drawing to an end You will get the Armageddon you want so badly