Gods & Angels
The righteous capture
the ghosts of the decaying past
In fundamentalist fervor
proclaim the entrails as a spiritual mast
Those who refuse to believe
into flame shall be cast.
These believers bellow in painful rage
there truth and freedom hoarded
in an prison cage
There spiritual symbol
deaths painful cross to bear
No joy for the true believer anywhere
No place for them upon earth can spare
They are Waiting Waiting Waiting for a God in heavenly care
There suffering and pain is the ticket Fare