Squeezed by dispair, Hunted by distress
A crowd look the shine
Recive this crowd, Using like shield
The God's name
But for use God's name
You have some price to pay
How much it cost for the human to save
Beliving in God maybe never existed
Religion is money
We're flesh and Blood
Don't need churchs, to find your lord
Look at yourself
Innerself's trip, bring in to your eyes
The obscured truth
That the human nature doesn't need this hipocrisy
Covering the world with this rude mentality
Making rich the ones that preach they own words