Witold Kiełtyka - Suffer the children lyrics

Your unflappable conceptions Moralistic views Never open to criticism Your overpowering ruse Promises of sanctuary In eternal bliss With starry eyes and cash in hand Pledge all to the master plan Just face the truth or fund the farce At one with your god Your sole intent Your treasured place a**ured For a substantial rent Global lunacy d**h threats for supposed blasphemy No room for free thought All non believers pushed to the floor Aggressive tyrants Supposed saints for the cause Judgement through force Faith a fuel for pointless wars When all is done Who shall benefit? Who is the one? Not to those who pa** on But those dictators divine waving their deceitful wands