The irony in truth by THE COOL

Hitmans down the passage

Lonely Angels

Repent and get salvation in riches

The lies of a servant

The empty hopes of a slave

The grass looks a lil green

Shove the cock in your nose

Warship the devil

Equal the illuminate

Bread for sex

They call it love

Dimensions vary

Instincts diluted

Substance optional

The say let the eulogy of human live in existence

Intensify and give birth to premature joy

Toilet and watered down.

The lies in faith give birth to the greatest beliefs

Corporate lies lynch wallets dry.

Salvation lies in colour

Religion occupational

Mere participation

Prayers fade in the exit steps of worship grounds.

Priests project yearly turn overs

Jets and private yachts lie next to their mansions

Whilst the poor dance to the rhythm of leaking roofs