The Earth Will Eat the Meek

Gods are made from little men For those with tiny minds Keeping with the laws of the land Keeping the flock controlled Encouraging further weakness To turn the other cheek Lie through fake, hollow smiles For the earth will eat the meek Vile is the plague which is unleashed across the world Festering and pulsing like a swollen boil Weakness is encouraged, preaching your forgiveness But behind the backs of your willing flock you take and take and take False False False Breeding archaic ignorance False False False Let the Nazarene die The manic crusade of the faithful A twisted juggernaut Convinced that everyone Must be converted Such pathetic delusion Perpetuated from the pulpit Belief built from the ash of empires