Con Artist
Unveiling Manipulation: Defying False Hope
Lyrics
A scoundrel in sheep's wool is still a scoundrel as in the case we see here today
A person pretending to be harmless is still a deceitful person, as evident in the situation we observe today.
You wanted us to be by your side.
You desired our support and allegiance.
The guilt you carry will not ensure your place in heaven.
The burden of guilt you carry will not guarantee your place in heaven.
You never wanted us to be independent, holding on to every word by a thread of false hope.
You never intended for us to be self-reliant, relying on every deceptive word, clinging to false hope.
I can see through the lies.
I can discern the falsehoods.
The tongue of god is but a stranger in these desperate times.
In these desperate times, the divine voice seems unfamiliar.
The arms of god discriminate in these desperate times.
Even the arms of God show bias in these desperate times.
The tongue of god is but a stranger in these desperate times.
In these desperate times, the divine voice seems unfamiliar.
The arms of god discriminate in these desperate times.
Even the arms of God show bias in these desperate times.
You're selling your manipulation; I'm not buying
You are promoting your manipulation; I am not falling for it.
You're plying on fear that you've instilled in all of us
You are capitalizing on the fear you have instilled in all of us.
You don't have to live like this any longer. I spit on your name and your institution.
You don't have to endure this lifestyle any longer. I reject both your name and your institution.
You wanted us to be by your side
You desired our support and allegiance.
The guilt you carry will ensure your place in heaven
The burden of guilt you carry will ensure your place in heaven.
You never wanted us to be independent, holding on to every word by a thread of false hope.
You never intended for us to be self-reliant, relying on every deceptive word, clinging to false hope.
I can see through the lies.
I can discern the falsehoods.
The tongue of god is but a stranger in these desperate times.
In these desperate times, the divine voice seems unfamiliar.
The arms of god discriminate in these desperate times.
Even the arms of God show bias in these desperate times.
The tongue of god is but a stranger in these desperate times.
In these desperate times, the divine voice seems unfamiliar.
The arms of god discriminate in these desperate times.
Even the arms of God show bias in these desperate times.
Your faith is dead. We don't have to live like this, get off your knees.
Your faith is lifeless. We don't have to endure this, rise from submission.
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