Evangelist you claim God speaks through you
Your restless mouth full of lies gains popularity.
You care not for the old that suffer
When empty pockets cry from hunger.

Penniless from their generosity
Sharing their money to quench your greed.
Searching for the answer to their prayers
They cry their last wish of need.
Save me.

His spirit lives and breathes in me.
The almighty transformed to your screen.
The meanings lost in its translation
No holy wordsdescribe his deception.

You say you ll help us find the lord
Tell me preacher how do you know
A simple quest for a visible savior
To lead us through our final prayer.
Save me.

Send your donations
Contribute to the cause.
Luxuries
Your righteous reward?

Praise the lordpraise god
Is what you wish to sell.
There is no heaven without a hell.

In your mind s eye could you truly believe
That by giving you can save your soul
Could you be so naive!
You heal the sick[you] raise the dead
You blind the congregation
With the things you say.

Religious blackmail a deceit of trust
That death will come and all will be lost.

Can you hear the serpents call
Look deep in those deceiving eyes.
Ignore the writing on the wall
You should read between the lies.

When doubt subsides his honesty
An inquiryis it blasphemy?
Impure the soulthat s made to suffer
No sermons left to hide or cover
An empty promiselie unfulfilled
To steal a dream or get it killed.
They claim your trip to heavens nearby
You may believe it but satan wouldn t lie.

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