To Control the Masses

Controlled masses myriads of millions
Must live in fragile partitioned pavilions
Religiously rejecting the sanctuary of walls
To reach that kind of freedom enthralls

Tabernacles are tents, or moveable steeples
Covenants are only as strong as the people
Temples crumble when the base is weak
Yet the earth will be inherited by the meek

Just laws are made of love, and love is in the laws
Our true life is the effect, because love is the cause
We are attracted to light, as our world is to the sun
Heaven and earth will unite, as God's will be done