Subconciuos desolation of your mind
Enter the church of life
Decieved by the almighty
Obeying the book of lies

Goes money to those who suffer,
or to God for all his help?

The preachers words of wisdom,
cleanse their souls of sin
They his holy checkbook,
the saviour will heal from within

Liar, stealing money from the weak
Deciever, the checkbook is your holy bible

God in heaven, speak to me
But you will hear no words
Complete silence surrounds you now
But still you hear Him speak

Trust the cross, believe in lies
A crime of the mind
Brainwashed, mindcontrolled
They seek for their Lord above

But they will never find
Because the church has made them blind
Escaping reality, lost for eternity

Preacher, your healing is just a fake
Believer, you're decepted by the cross
the cross