Paroles de Pastor

Ascending the pulpit, faithful crowd at your feet
Eager to bask and wallow in false adoration
Absorbing every lie dripping from your lips
Creator of delusion, your finest trade

Pastor!
Liar!
Betrayer!

Guided by the book of lies, you’re spewing your venom
Poisoning feeble minds and numbing their senses
Grinding down clarity to leave an empty hole
Mad fabrications fester inside your mind