You preach like a machine, with no heart you yell and scream,
you turn the world away and you call that ministry.
You complicate the truth with words that don't relate,
you're deceiving yourself
you don't preach Love, you preach Hate.
Ministry Machine...why do you have to be so mean?
Ministry Machine...God is Love, Can't you see?
You bring tears instead of love, and with your words you push and shove.
With no fruit of Joy to show, you just inforce what you know.
You think the world should be like you in everything you do,
but from what they have heard and seen they don't want to be a machine...
You can talk to them all day,
but if you don't love they won't care what you say.
