Hallowed Hoax

Compulsive liars masquerade as aspiring messiahs Bleeding their anuses dry of spiritual fabrications Seducing the congregation into recollecting precarious scriptures Targeting thousands of wallets to gain laudatory paychecks Eradicating the commandments in their forlorn Bibles As they gaze at the remarkably hollow skylines Visions hazed by pecuniary benefit Hearts lavished within a swamp of prolific avarice Deliberately they scream ghost written sentences Composed by the anonymous hands of the seven deadly sins Yet they study and teach it as if it radiates truth And these fools sing, dance and praise with no source of proof In no way, shape or form are you spreading the blessing Marketing Jesus's memory as a get rich quick scheme Offerings may circulate but never reach their destiny Instead they fund your epicurean lifestyle You swear with fraudulent passion that you care for the suffering I say it's all just a front to protect your precious image Another pretentious publicity stunt to elevate your ego Suckering new members into your narcissistic precinct I feel blithest to not be obliged to tithe For the tithes help nobody but yourself So why waste my wages paying your mortgage? When I could invest in something of richer value? By Glenn McCrary © 2011 (All rights reserved)