Your gods

Your god have finally taken you away
Your god wants you for themselves alone
Your god succeeded in turning my soul grey
Your god made my heart turn into stone

Your customs has eaten you up for good
Your customs seem to swallow my friend
Your customs placed you in a neighborhood
Your customs make you pride with pretend

You church has taken a heart made of gold
Your church only has charity over there
Your church is making you become very old
Your church only wants those who care

Your belief is throwing me to the ground
Your belief have stolen our sweet times
Your belief is a killer without making a sound
Your belief is just rocking my rhymes