Torrents of Lies
[SARCASM]:
"You just do what a group of men tell you to do!"
"You only read, think, and say what they say you may!"
"You never question anything they write or speak."
"You're just mindless, thought-controlled, dumb sheep."
And I'm telling you these lies,
about you, to your face -
Nevermind that I don't know you,
Aside from this comment box space.
[Not sarcasm]: If you think this is unfair, you're right -
It is insane.
[Sarcasm]:
I really hope you're shut up, soon
And that the evil will ban your kind,
'Cause you see, I've got a lot of plans -
For wickedness, in mind.
And its such a bother, having people
Run around, speaking truth
It blows the cover off, and condemns, by God,
The evil we want to do.
Want to sleep with 5 different people this month,
Want to threaten, or harm, with a gun
Want to abuse, violate human rights,
And don't want anyone spoiling the fun.
Don't want my drug party rained-on
With Bible-talk, from God
Want to crush people, to make money,
Without my conscience prod.
Want to drive my truck, in the fast lane,
Two feet behind the car ahead
Revile good parents, distress old folks,
Not caring who I make dead.
So watch television, smoke whatever,
Yell at preachers at the door
Then check online, for SLANDEROUS, FALSE "EXCUSES"
To not listen to God anymore.
[Now, not sarcasm]:
See the real nowhere people
Letting days go by
Deceived, but asleep, and apathetic
Satisfied to live and die, by lies.
"You just do what a group of men tell you to do!"
"You only read, think, and say what they say you may!"
"You never question anything they write or speak."
"You're just mindless, thought-controlled, dumb sheep."
And I'm telling you these lies,
about you, to your face -
Nevermind that I don't know you,
Aside from this comment box space.
[Not sarcasm]: If you think this is unfair, you're right -
It is insane.
[Sarcasm]:
I really hope you're shut up, soon
And that the evil will ban your kind,
'Cause you see, I've got a lot of plans -
For wickedness, in mind.
And its such a bother, having people
Run around, speaking truth
It blows the cover off, and condemns, by God,
The evil we want to do.
Want to sleep with 5 different people this month,
Want to threaten, or harm, with a gun
Want to abuse, violate human rights,
And don't want anyone spoiling the fun.
Don't want my drug party rained-on
With Bible-talk, from God
Want to crush people, to make money,
Without my conscience prod.
Want to drive my truck, in the fast lane,
Two feet behind the car ahead
Revile good parents, distress old folks,
Not caring who I make dead.
So watch television, smoke whatever,
Yell at preachers at the door
Then check online, for SLANDEROUS, FALSE "EXCUSES"
To not listen to God anymore.
[Now, not sarcasm]:
See the real nowhere people
Letting days go by
Deceived, but asleep, and apathetic
Satisfied to live and die, by lies.
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