[Music: Harris, Lyrics: Greenway]
Automatons strayed from their flock
Cast as the embodiment of
ruination
Resounding words from God
And words are all they ever are
Astounding deeds from faith
That never quite
astound
Moral yardstick beats us senseless
Observe some wills being broken
Blocked the clear sight
Better an outcast
than a forced sycophant
Better a head free from religious checks
No protection - oh well, take a slow sexual death
No
salvation through safe birth control (!)
Same sex, different habits - who gives a f*****g s**t
This won't make the species
unfurl
Better an outcast than a forced sycophant
Better a head free from religious checks
Slavishly steered by
redemption
Stricken by Biblical wrath
When solutions lie in compassionate logic
Not hearsay but the will of man