Ever wary of truth,
Sanctimonious elite!
How you're zealous to sleuth,
With conniving deceit,
Spinning tales 'bout the Lamb,
Just to scheme some baffling ruse!
With creeds of Man that veil the grace of God,
Exalt the man, who bears the yoke of pride,
Conceal the sacred temple from within!
Ever wary of truth,
Sanctimonious elite!
Build your shrines high and smooth,
A living temple to compete,
Spinning tales 'bout the Lamb,
How you scheme some baffling ruse!