Catch 22 (Metal) - Form lyrics

You will have the faith And you will have the power And you all shall kneel down before me I am the new god Touch my hand and I shall save your soul This is the church of blood And the baptism by fire In my dreams God speaks to me And you all shall be damned If you don't believe This is what he speaks How can you be so weak And he's laughing all the while As he pulls your leash Form your own opinion Don't you buy that sh** Now the preacher thinks His church is my TV set 69 miles to Jonestown Wacos on the way Sell your soul to mind control Operation obey So let it be written So let it be done So many religions There can only be one Form your own opinion Under one good god Now the preacher thinks I can't see through his facade In my dreams God speaks to me And you all shall be damned If you don't believe This is what he speaks How can you be so weak And he's laughing all the while As he pulls your leash Form your own opinion Don't you buy that sh** Now the preacher thinks His church is my TV set