Clown rewriting the verses for profit and control.
Like men riding donkeys we tie our brains on the road. We come into religion ignorant and blind When asked if we want knowledge we quickly decline. Drunk on our ignorance the holy dumbing down Happy to follow clowns Their smiles so appealing Their laugh so deceiving Gift of structures only filled with air So easily popped but no one cares. Truth holds no proof and facts are not stored Praying in masses call to the horde. What’s the point to follow if in it you die Then if you strive for life they won't let you thrive. Death to the infidel death to the hues death to impurities and death for you. If you want to live a fool just follow the leading clown Continue dumbing down until your death is found.
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