Twisted Dreams

I conjure twisted dreams of days
When patchwork people and hollow faces
Rule the world at Satan’s leisure
Pushing faith and sinning daily

Enters the God of all representing few
Stealing the innocence from children’s souls
And open windows and unlocked doors
Lead to walls of unlimited height

Perfect people are cut and molded
And set in stone by a surgeons chisel
Hunger claws at children’s bellies
While weight is sucked from women’s bodies

Jesus uses contraceptives
For his plans of killing people
Intelligently designed de-evolution
Seeks to inbreed weak and stupid

Whispered secrets walk among us
Staring at our lazy faces
Hiding in our own unconscious
These are twisted dreams of days