Parasites of submission

Mentally deficient parasites, carrying out a mission
Plagued by a voice, by a world unseen
But your cross, your submission
Far too heavy for any man

How fragile are your convictions
If they cannot stand opposition to mine,
If you cannot expose yourselves to life
Threatened by its mere existance

Is your god so damn weak
He has to guard against his own
Ten commandments planted deep in their minds
But all the demons of Hell in their hearts

Where along the way did you lose yourselves
Denied all pleasures without contradiction

Is your god so damn weak
He has to guard against his own
Ten commandments planted deep in their minds
But all the demons of Hell in their hearts

High is the price of your cession
If there is no second time around