Zyklon

Subversive Faith

Zyklon


The man withdrew from the fire 
With a twitch in his face 
Hey, could you describe for me your personal faith? 
My request is inconclusive 
The endeavours all lost 
The efforts numerous to heal it at an cost 
I detest you my good man for being so easily susceptible 
Reckless as it may have been 
Passing on judgement as it would seem 
Interfering with personal beliefs 
Being a scholar among theives 
Hey man, one last chance; speak the truth or hold up your hands 
Subversive faith - blinded by fools 
A demise that is far too late 
All for a book that is nothing but full of rules