Flipping through the pages
Playing a word search
To find the combination
Of passages and verse
Anything to fit the meaning
To match your thoughts perverse
Your hyp-o-crital mess-a-ges
Full of dog-ma and stains of sin
Your proclamations aren’t the word of god
They’re the word of you…
The word of fraud
Ruffling parchment paper
Madlibbing your way
To the latest discovery
A new proclamation
Of Apocalypse in flames
Aligned to your prophecy
Your hyp-o-crital mess-a-ges
Full of dog-ma and stains of sin
Your proclamations aren’t the word of god
They’re the word of you…
The word of fraud
Flipping through the pages
Ruffling parchment paper
Playing a word search
Madlibbing your way
To find the combination
To the latest discovery
Of passages and verse
A new proclamation
Anything to fit the meaning
Of Apocalypse in flames
To match your thoughts perverse
Aligned to your prophecy
Your hyp-o-crital mess-a-ges
Full of dog-ma and stains of sin
Your proclamations aren’t the word of god
They’re the word of you…
The word of fraud