Violate & Create - Memory Garden

I hope you will burn for this

Some secrets are not meant to be

Only a matter of time

Your ugly true self unwind

You preach and pray with a smile of content

No doubt your teaching is from heaven sent

Lost your grip when that boy was you

Lost all your conscience and moral too

The childhood dreams are lost

The world suddenly turned colorless

With one hand on the scripture

And the other around his neck

You molest the child in the house of your god

Kiss and tell you mean nothing but well

Desecrate and neglect the common sense inside you

Violate and create another monster like you

The urge for flesh in a twisted heart

You can no longer tell your disciples apart

A man to confide in

To whom do you confess?

Darken your deeds

Take a moment to bless

Win their trust with righteous talk

Show them lust, forget the pain

A mother’s love, her pride and joy

Turns into a hollow and worn out toy