текст Suffer the Children Array слова

Your unflappable conceptions,
moralistic views.
Never open to criticism
your overpowering ruse.

Promises of sanctuary
in eternal bliss.
With starry eyes and cash in hand,
pledge all to the master plan.

Just face the truth
or fund the farce.

At one with your god,
your sole intent.
Your treasured place assured
for a substantial rent.

Global lunacy,
death threats for supposed blasphemy.
No room with free thought,
all non believers pushed to the floor.

Aggressive tyrants
supposed saints for the cause,
judgement through force.
Faith a fuel
for pointless wars.

When all is done,
who shall benefit ? Who is the one ?
Not those who pass on,
but those dictators divine
waving their deceitful wands.