Vultures
circling sailing on the hot wind of the
Talking
heads on television
Telling
not one single person
One
single thing worth knowing
Subterfuge
is the name of
The new
information game
And the
birds keep chirping only way to know what's happening is by turning off the
media and tuning instead into the minds
of
conspiracy theorists
once
deemed crazy now seen as truth tellers or prophets
And the
blood shed and the violence are only symptoms of the real diagnoses
Evil
given sovereign rule
Over
our hearts think we can play with fire without any repercussions
But
it's down to the wire and the head if this nation has got a serious concussion
seems
like nobody's listening but all are watching
What's
the answer they ask?
It's
quite simple:
Relativism
got us twisted
We
dabble with sin and expect not to suffer any type of punishment or consequence
We
blurred the lines between black and white in hopes of appearing to be
people living right
Where
up is down and crooked is straight
We got
so confused by trying to manipulate
truth
into a lie
and
falsehood into real life
We have
become hard hearted
Some
are just apathetic
We are
collectively a people not good for anything but to be vomited onto the pavement
Just
wait, we haven't even begun to see the likes of judgment
That's
why we keep pushing further and testing our limits
Now
science says it can protect us from the ramifications of formication
No fear
is present when there lacks consequence
No need
for morals or common sense
Instead
life's like a free for all
People
gorging on the pleasures of sin
But
just like Adam and Eve in the garden
When
the time comes we will all stand before Him in judgment
Either
be told well done my faithful servant
Or left
in shock fumbling for excuses and stuttering
Fires
of hell seem so far away
The
more people see how much more accepted it is to play
With
boundaries and standards
Removing
distinctions
Blind
lead the blind
Man is
convinced but still ignorant
I cry
I weep
all
they see are gnashing teeth
They
abuse love
They
see good in evil
But
their souls are not past retrieval
God
help us