Warped Beyond Logic

Absorb this, relent Approach this in a trance Monoliths raised - oh aching faith Monoliths blotting your landscape They'll try to coax you in But they'll never snare your mind They'll try to cast aspersions On your failing, godless life Stare with indifference into the invisible eye Who so died for many sins - Those were theirs, not mine They'll try to flail you With a blast of righteous air They'll try to break your stride Until you really walk the path of the damned The Pentecost, no testament Could complement my consciousness They'll move to turn you Against yourself and where you stand They'll isolate you To the point where non-compliance equals banishment Theorise, marginalise, chastise Theorise, marginalise, chastise Theorise