Extinct Cults

You say in the beginning
When things were plain and pure
At the bosom of mother nature

In the valleys of the clueless
Where joyful rivers flow
Under the Sun's benevolent glow

Sometimes you were the hunter
Sometimes you were the prey
Everything was in best order
Couldn't it stay that way?

The wisdom of the ancient
Is lost on us, you say
But some things hold up to this day

There will always be some wise ass
And dimwits to be told
Mystical mind fuck a-ok

So let's build a fire
Just for old times sake
The circle is closing in on you
The wicker man awaits

All things bright and beautiful
All things great and small
You say your lord God made them all

The rich man in his castle
The poor man at his gate
God made them, ordered their estate

Let's come together
Let us celebrate
2000 years of piss take
Who's burning at the stake?

No hope for a better world in the realm of fantasy
No escape from reality for you and me

When they rape you in the name of Christ
Yeah, holidays in Jonestown seem quite nice
When they abduct you into UFOs
Yeah... Who knows

No more power to the true and tried
Always leads to genocide

Take a good look at the world today
Can't you see that chaos reigns

No more kneeling before any God
Walk away and quit the cult

Tear the scepter from the human claw
Nature is the only law

You say your favorite izm
Is the only way to be
If only everyone could see

A truncheon in the kisser
Is the only thing I see
'Cause you're at your wit's end again

Let's start a fire
All to the barricades
Beat the shit out of each other
All hail democracy!

No hopes for a better world in the realm of fantasy
No escape from reality for you and me