Killing In the Name Of
Stretched to the limit,
past breaking point,
On the torturers rack,
bones popping out of joint,
Gone too far already,
sinews and tendons tear,
Now the skin is breaking,
blood spurts into open air
All this suffering, to get a
forced confession,
At the mercy of an inquisitors,
demonic obsession,
You believe in false gods,
and practice black magic,
Admit Admit, your a
pernicious messianic.
Wretched soul says anything,
to try halt the pain,
Tormentors delight,
in the methods of their gain,
Now kiss the cross,
and repent all your sin,
Left to die from injuries,
torn limb from limb,
This is Middle Ages,
height of inquisition,
Pain and torture rampant,
on a road to perdition,
Evil has taken over,
look crooked get burnt to death,
Say a wrong word,
cut the tongue out of your head
All this insanity,
done in the so
called name of god,
The body of the church,
is a murderous hit squad,
These bloodthirsty fanatics,
dregs of human race,
Bottomless pit of evil,
an enduring disgrace,
Was this the result,
of choosing the wrong religion,
No just an excuse,
to achieve total submission,
Another form of dictatorship,
under the guise of a Bible
Led by the papacy,
to ensure their own survival.
By
David Kavanagh
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