He looks up to the skies with hate filling his eyes As he observed the suffering Indoctrination hijacked his life His mind for Christ – an offering Mind of clay made to be molded World of lies that build it No regard for human emotion The end of faith is near He looks up to the skies with hate filling his eyes As he observed the suffering The theologian sits in silence and he contemplates life Famine, poverty, rape, strife Horrors won’t escape his mind He knows they’re wrong He utters the psalms Regurgitating Christ he cries “Why?” He looks up to the sky with hate filling his eyes As he observed the suffering Unending studies and unanswered questions Condemn his curiosity He is alone, the church not his home Spits up his wine denying Christ Regurgitating Christ he cries “Why?” He looks up to the sky with hate filling his eyes As he observed the suffering Scriptures of dead ends do not convince him His life is made for heaven He cripples in fear The blood of Christ smears Regurgitating Christ he cries “Why?”Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
