Religion is the chain of command the law of the land the binding of most hands,
They play the puppets waiting to get played delayed minds strayed by others who flay,
Don't realise there the spies in disguise everywhere there eyes,
Caught in the play learning lines everyday the lines they say,
Puppets gain the pain hard to refrain or instead be labelled insane,
Believe in your soul it won't become whole unless religious control takes hold,
So die another day stand and pay live your life there way, worshipping what they say,
The teacher religious preacher the grim reaper that dark creature,
Religion is the chain of command the law of the land you will have to understand and give into the demand.
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