A song about abusive power dynamics disguised as self help or salvation
Whoever moves first is gonna get riddled
It's a mealy mouth mantra raised belittled
You're tithed, forgo your mind
Regressive hands warp your fragile sense of time
Your fragile sense of time
Ya know if somebody gonna say what somebodies gonna do
I'm inclined to believe that that somebody's you
The inner truth you seek means nothing to me
When the prerequisites a life on your knees
Ya live life on your knees
Open door
Steeplechase
Close the door
In people's face
Commercial co-dependency when god works technicalities
Scrape and save and hustle to inflate another's vanity
Funding enlightenment under the gun
For a reassuring platitude press one
For a deeper meaning press one
Evolve and adapt irrational facts
The tree of knowledge is sealed in wax
You wait and you wait for the rapture date
But suffer now if the payments late
A violent act will reject
Everything outside the sect
And anyone of us could next
Open door
Steeplechase
Close the door
In people's face
Going clear
Lean and clean
Automatic
What you mean