Vessels of Babylon

In your dim red confessional
The natural laws seem base and foul
Chant prayers of deep denial
Guilty child, my guilty child

Kneel
Now face your faith
The distant torch or mystic rays
Reveal your wicked ways
Guilty child, oh my guilty child…

Go now to Babylon
Pray in a holy, holy, holy, holy tongue
Tied; you will babble, babble, babble, babble on

Kneel, give away
And you may take the poison pill
But faith in something will prevail, Oh-oh-oh-now
There’s a craze that I can be a part of
And you can be a part of

Strained; the biblical crimes remain
Corrupted, divisive, protected
Distorted with Blame
But our minds are locked up in chains
Despotic, corroded, repressive
Insane
Controlled by conscious sin
Consumed by two commands

The mind is irrational
The tongue too quick to defile
Blame and shame on trial
We’re all guilty child, so guilty, child

Go now to Babylon
Pray in a holy, holy, holy, holy tongue
Tied; you will babble, babble, babble, babble on

Strained; the biblical lies condemn
Corrupted, divisive, distorted by crime
As our hearts are drowning in blood
Attacking, revealing
Distrusted and fooled
Suppressed, subconscious rule
Judgment will sentence the cruel