From the recording LANGUISHING IN TURBULENCE
Your son is damaged goodsHe avoids being understoodHe’s sinking like dead woodSmothered with rejectionYou preach the fear of sinThen ignore his sufferingNow you sit and wonder whyHe wants to burn your house downHe wants to burn your house down
*Religion is bliss, religion is blindBut this God fearing woman act is a sinful disguiseIf you choose your own punishment, well that’s your decisionBut he could have used love instead of religion,Yeah he could have used love instead of religion
In the dark he sits aloneThirsty as a dying roseWhile you’re ripping all your clothesgrieving for jerusalemWhile your hands are trapped in prayerHis soul is lost and scaredAnd you sit and wonder whyHe wants to burn your house downHe wants to burn your house down
I’m sick and tired of the misinterpretationBeing touted as the letter of the lawWell, damn that brand of self righteous indignationWhen did original sin erase original thought?