Dark Ages

Image of a dead man

Nails struck through his hands

Is this really something

That a child can understand?

Plastic crucifixion

Of a Christ who whas been killed

Hanging on your beadside

Playing on your guilt

Accept as being normal

This sick perverse idea

Of a heaven we should strive for

And a hell that we should fear

Intimidated by the church

We grovel on our knees

Begging for forgiveness

And hope Almighty Lord is pleased

So they told me about Jesus

How he died for all our sins

While millions throughout history

Have been suffering for "him"

The Lord is our sheppard

And we are all his sheep

If you see any truth in this

Your brain must be asleep...

Nicely packaged dogma

Of security and hope

On the threshold of hypocrisy

A man is crowned a pope

And all to the advantage

Of the fucking ruling class

Just like the kings and queens

Who have used it in the past

You warn me about dying

You seem already dead

Your vacant smile reveals

All the shit that you've been fed

The shit that you've been fed

The shit that you've been fed

The shit that's been shoveled down your throat