Tell me Church, do the walls 

Of your congregation speak 

With ill informed speeches,

Are they aware of the mishap

And the colorful paint that

Hides the cracks in the wall?

Do the pews line up in a way 

That pulls the visitor in to 

Hear words of heresy or have

You come to preach exegesis? 

When we paint a picture of

Ourselves and tell the story 

Our way we never make 

Ourselves look bad even if 

We do. 

Tell us church, why do you

Not speak of your iniquities

Why do we put on a false 

Sense of perfection and present

God as something tangible? 

The pastor behind the pew is

An honest man, statistics lie

We can never see any sin from

The man up front, why that 

Blasphemy would blow our

“family” away. 

Tell me professor, is this 

Training to breed the purebred

Falsehood that has been shown

Across these districts for so long?

I guess the doctrine is good so I 

Can excuse the exclusion and 

Pardon your party that didn’t 

Include anybody whose sins

Were worse then yours. 

Where is your authority, how 

Have we come to this with our

“strong” biblical background 

Because God I do not remember

Reading any of this hypocrisy 

And hate in your word. 

Lord tell me why your bride 

Cuts you wrists at your altar,

Why the men with oil filled 

Lamps have left your 

Covenant behind, lord tell us

We are not worthy.