Anger

The Saved 
Religion beckons, flaunts her breasts at night, 
come drink, let go the darkness of your light, 
join the party; fill your mind with delight, 
swallow, be happy, we'll make it alright, 
submit yourself to my superior sight. 
Secure, content in her loving embrace 
become so involved, there isn't a trace 
of friends you held dear, and there is no space 
for their calls dictating, there is no grace 
for opposing views from another place, 
cause doomed they are when they do not agree, 
from devils disciples, quickly, do flee, 
listen to them and you'll never be free, 
slaves of evil do not see what we see, 
shun them regardless; they'll lessen your glee. 
bask in your status, none better than you, 
words you are speaking the only ones true, 
those who don't listen, with them, we are through, 
not one of them saved, except for God's crew, 
deservingly lost, they haven't a clue.