And then, may wonders never cease
You have the enlightened ones
The thinking head, intellectual know it alls
The philosophers, psychologists, spiritualists, religionists
I guess the world needs these personages
To alleviate the anxiety, commotion and confusion
That the fateful ways of man generate
So the agents of the world give them a pass
To continue on with their message of false hope
Also, no one wants to believe of themselves
That they are baseless, faceless cowards,
Dirty rotten scoundrels, trying to hide
Their inner impotence and spiritual decay
So they blow their trumpets and lecture
About truth, freedom and light
Strange though, that after a million lectures
And a million books written on the subject
Is that, no one seems to be there
And no one seems to be there
Because everyone wants to be here
Under the dominion of the dark one
That offers to give you all that your
Heart desires, and much more

Sure indeed, especially if you are religious minded
He can also give you
Heaven on earth, in the here and now
No need to wait for the hereafter
And you want to be enthralled by more wonders
He can even transform himself into:
The angel of light
The embodiment of truth and beauty
That captivates the senses
Induced in a trance like state
To soothe your mind and erase all doubt
Of what, he, you, really are

And ever so cunning, shrewd, devious
serpents that you are
You are knowledgeable of the scriptures:
That you cannot serve two masters
What do you do then, to set aright
Any discrepancy that should arise
You transform the real God into a pseudo god
And serve the god of this world, as though
He were the true God
Then you inverse the truth, turn it into
An objective, impersonal teaching and doctine
That way you are far removed from having
To apply yourself to the actual
And spare yourself from the inward transformation
And the striving and the suffering
And the inevitable collision with the world
That comes about,
When one is living in the truth
You would rather prefer to become
A lukewarm hologram
Unrelated to anything real
That procures an illusory sense of being
All this, a willful deception
To fullfil the need
In the most sacriligious of ways
To make you king of the moment
The king of the moment, already
Glorified: That is rich, increased
With goods, and has need of nothing
That does away with all variables
And then proceeds to commit the
Most horrible act, horror of horrors
(How horrendous and rotten are we?)
It justifies itsself, by criminalisiing real truth
And crucifies the loving (beloved) one
In the name of '''God''
And they sing their praises
And give alms to the lord,
Beware, beware the judgement!
You vipers, hypocrites
You mock God and bear no shame
You whited sepulchers
Your hands are full of blood
And there is no truth in any of you!

So who do you think you are kidding
You thinking head know it all intellectuals
Philosophers, psychologists, spiritualists, religionists
You are all master illusionists
That can see the mirror reflection of the word
But can't see yourself in the mirror of the word
So throw all your jargon into the garbage
And you along wih it, cause that is where
You belong, in the garbage
For what you really want is the god
Of this world
Transmuted into the image of your fancy, of course
And you are all children of this world
And your father is the devil!
Beware, beware the judgement
Admit your error, change your ways
Ask God, to open your eyes

So, if you want true freedom as your
Ostentatious, deceitful big mouths proclaim
Start then by not taking the Lord in vain
Arm yourself with the true seriousness
And severity of the Word
From your vain imagination fall
Be broken, be afflicted by genuine trials
Suffer the pain of loss, deny yourself
Refuse to partake in the ways of the world
Be scorned, become an outcast, be hated by all
Pick up your cross follow your Savior to calvary
Die from yourself, this life, this world!
But, what is there possibly to gain from this,
It is self destruction; you may say
Right you are, it is self destruction
And there is absolutely nothing to gain
Nothing to gain but sorrow
That is why your Savior said:
''Blessed are they that mourn...''
You are mourning your passing away from the world...
''And you shall be comforted.''
By the opening up to the truth that saves
''And blessed are they which do hunger and
thirst after righteouness, for they shall be filled.''
Filled with the spirit of a glorious new life
It is awaiting: ''Ask and you shall receive.''
It will lead you to the true Eternal Kingdom
The Kingdom Of Heaven, that is not of this world
Where the pure of heart, can see God