My Will Be Done

Forced to carry the cross you made me Damnation enforced through lies Your salvation costs more than anyone should bear A tool to subject the weak of mind Apathy False sense of guilt A need to feel accepted Tyranny False Salvation You prey on weakness To build your tower to the sky Agony Self inflicted Hurt yourself for Jesus Bow down And give them your freedom To feel accepted by the light I will not bow I will fight til I fall I demand my freedom I demand my will My will be done I cannot be subjected to bullshit Of the most intolerable kind Take your teachings and your preachings To someone who cares for lies