The old and feeble worship and rave Trying to find more souls to save For if they can save one from the pyre They'll surely subvert their own hell's fire
Dismissing a past strewn with humanity and sin All the lies forgotten, so empty within Judging all others, since they found their path Do they have enough stones, they're doing the math
For they will not leave a sinner unbruised Bashing their lives, verbally abused Telling them all they're feeling is wrong Dressing it pretty in verses and song
Hypocrites profound, come one and come all The louder they boast the harder they fall Pride in beliefs is still a cardinal sin When I get to Hell, I'll welcome you in
121314 Strong faith, fellowship, worship, etc. is not bashing others for doing the very thing you spent your entire life doing. I'm not judging them for trying to make it into heaven as soon as they think they may just kick the bucket, but don't shove your Jesus down my throat, my Jesus is kind and forgiving and does not hate me for being fallible. After all, he made me human in the first place. I hate f'n hypocrites.