Fanatics

There's a lot of misdirection, and planned disparity

And prescriptions for protecting our familial decree

And there's also a lack of judgement, and various shades of gray

But a lot people think that theirs is the only way

I will never be one, I see the other side

A false sense of community, a vulgar sense of pride

Stagnation of purpose, corrosion of the mind

A lingering obession, a sighted type of blind

I don't want to be so static

Life and death are far too erratic

I don't want to be a fanatic

Focus on hereafter, whatever that may be

Life is not considered in terms of quality

They say: If you don't believe this, then you'll be sorry when

You are dead and buried, and who will save you then?

I do not believe this, it's perposterous and vain

A false sense of community, a life of family shame

Stagnation of purpose, corrosion of the mind

A lingering obsession, a sighted type of blind

There is a place in my mind where I know I am right

But I'm sure everyone else has their own insight

Who are the fanatics?, you can see it in their eyes

They run around and preach about the things that they despise

And they are desperate for endorsement, for you to join their side

Your freedom, hopes, and dignity can all be left behind

I don't want to be so static

Life and death are far too erratic

I don't want to be a fanatic

Blind conviction, insistence, unmitigated

Blind conviction, insistence, unmitigated

Blind conviction, insistence, unmitigated