Singing the chants, humming the hymns
Letting yourself be proclaimed as a priest
Show the world what path to follow
Yet you do not believe what you preach
Those words are just plain words for you
The books you care for and worship
Yet you do not practice what they say
The words remain sealed behind those lips
The symbols of God have been abused
Trampled under the feet of soldiers
The crusades that you led from the front
Drawing the lines, separating with borders
You divided man on what name he gives God
Yet your religion calls Him by thousands of names
What childish intolerance do you nurture?
What to make of these petty games?
He is not yours to confine inside walls
He is not yours to lock behind doors
He is not only for the rich and giving
‘Cause we are all pitiful and poor
You scream blasphemy with anger in your eyes
To those who you loathe and despise
Have you learnt THIS from YOUR God?
Is this what you call religion?
The justification behind your killing
The reason men, women and children died
The cause for all the blood spilling
Oh I wish I could see where you will be
When you have breathed your last
What will become of your selfish pride…
When the moment of judgment will have passed