Religion - N17

Why should I burn if I still believe?

Why should I be roped up by your disease?

You kiss the hand of the cold and the liar while you weep and whine for your

desires Who is your God?

Where is your God?

Why would your God want to torment me?

Who is your God?

Where is your God?

Why would your God want to torture me?

Concrete dreams left in my mind Disgust from poverty and lies Force fed guilt

then steal my dreams Use the knife to set me free from the fear that lies

inside of me Spread the would to let me bleed Forget the gold you stole from

the children Forget the lies of the dying man Forget the love one can have for

another Forget the family when the dollar is your brother Who is your God?

Where is your God?

Why would your God want to torment me?

Who is your God?

Where is your God?

Concrete dreams left in my mind Disgust from poverty and lies Force fed guilt

then steal my dreams Use the knife to set me free from the fear that lies

inside of me Spread the would to let me bleed