The Disgrace - Inure

You waste your life on a lie

A myth to fill some self importance

This degrading worship for fools

worn upon a sleeve like a crutch

Righteousness to know end

Fill the plate and lets pretend

You’re absolved of your sins

Judgement is where fear begins

The written word falls behind

Human nature’s need to find

Any answer to the question

Will we ever learn our lesson

Disillusion cannot save

The fact that you are just a slave

To a gimmick of despair

Dressed up on a cross

Preying on weakened minds

Accept or fate will decide

To save a soul that would exist

If it had bought into this

The written word falls behind

Human nature’s need to find

Any answer to the question

Will we ever learn our lesson

We were not made in any image

Nothing ever fell for you

Sycophants of deprecation

Come to feed on helpless cries

Let there be light

And it was good

Faith replace what reason should

Emptiness without a savior

Just a worthless piece of flesh