Lords of Control

An establishment of order To break down barbarian hold There had to be a consequence To establish total control Given that life was shit for everyone And totally made of pain They had to invent a way to make us listen And also to make us pay So the structure came to being Destroying all in its way Through fear of eternal damnation They try to make us behave And though none of it has ever been proven They would control every bit of your life Just in case their ancient fairy tale Just happens to be right I will not bow I will not obey I will not submit I will not be enslaved If you wish to rule the world Tell them God is with you Because then they’ll follow blindly along And none of them can judge you To prey on those so weak of mind That they cannot think for themselves Is the lowest crime there is on earth I would see them burn in hell