The Weak Lead The Blind

Disgusted by the sight
The weak lead the blind
Vainly searching
Peace of mind

Charmed by his light
Spiritual confusion
Undisciplined sheep
Decieved by illusions

Your dreams of salvation
Turn you into a slave
Under his holy lies
Still you'll end in a grave

The feeble will pray
Seek refuge in god
But soon the night turns to day
Unveiling his fraud

Where is your saviour
Look at him now
Nailed to a cross
Mocked and despised

You've wasted your life
On a god who doesn't exist
With death, the promise of heaven
Is finally dismissed