Cross is Crooked

Quina has tried several religions, but none of them leave her feeling content with life. This last one is no different. Quina gives up on organized religion and embraces spiritual tolerance.

QUINA:
The Cross is crooked
the Church is corrupt and cold
We were lost whilst looking
ever upward for the fate of our souls

Misled and isolated,
we sought a fresh pure truth
But each embarkation
was just an incarnation
of you

Forgive me Father, but you have sinned
re-writing the Good Book for your own selfish ends
Lavished in excess with worldly materials
while the Meek and Meager lie famished, ethereal

Forgive me Father, but you have sinned,
the blood of the innocent is upon your hands
Selling indulgences bought you hell
But the Market closes at the sound of the bell

(interlude)

Now the bulb's burned black,
and the light's left to lay
in wait
The spark in our spirit's
been rendered to an ember
for days (and days)

Unsure of where to turn
for the eternal fate of
our souls
We look deep inside the truth
and we realize we're immune
to their control

I believe in Karma, and Dharma
and loving your neighbor
not tainted men in painted robes
running religiously enSLAVEd LABOR

Cults and rituals
confound these concepts and house their
victims in a system built on
Ignorance
makes malleable minds
and we been killin’-a-million-a-with ‘em-a-
since-the-beginning of Time

Author's Note

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