Fiction - Grid

Why do you live with the lies of the past?

All this fiction decieves to create so much hate

Turn through the pages of faith to find solace so fake

You will never be saved

Comforting words

For the weak in the herd

Fictitious words

Burns this world

Why cant you see what you worship is greed?

All this fictioin decieves to control your belief

You’re better off six feet down on the ground¨

You will never be saved

You will never be saved

Comforting words

For the weak in the herd

Fictitious words

Burns this world