P.i.t.t.

Inquisition

P.i.t.t.
Maybe flagellation will wash away his sin.
Pain of crucifixion - the madness never ends.
If I say I'm guilty - they'll take away the pain.
If I say I'm innocent - they'll find anther way.

Inquisition! Fear of the unknown.
Drive Satan from his throne.
Slaughter of the sane.
Purify through pain.

Thousands to slaughter - in the name of god.
Guaranteed salvation written in innocent blood.
Religion is the answer - burn away the sin.
Reason is the question - god knows what's within.

Inquisition! ...

The sound of my persuasion cut in through my pain.
Offering salvation if you agree to what they say.
Stretch your soul to breaking - then they start again.
'Til you sign their paper they won't go away.

Inquisition! ...

Killing for your god, murder I say.
An excuse to rid yourself of any in your way.
Your priest a witch-hunter, the justice of god.
A perversion of religion, their belief only of fear,
their faith only in death.

Terrify the masses - w/ your holy talk.
Pacify the people - for they are your flock.
Hide behind the word of god - atrocity in his name.
If they go against your word - let them feel the flame.

Inquisition! ...

Science set back hundreds of years.
Oppressing the through ignorance & fears.
They called them dark ages cos. that's what they saw.
Yet they made them darker w/ their unholy war.

Inquisition! ...

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