Cultic regimes, money to scheme,
False religions, beware,
Caught in the grit, caught in the spit,
It's all going to burn, it's a snare.
Worship the god of your choice,
Is he asleep? Where's his voice?
My God raised up from the dead - is yours in bed?
No more, no more,
No more, no more.
Power to take, power to steal,
Your mind is what they want,
Don't let them suck you into their muck,
They'll hound you and pound you all.
Worship the god of your choice,
Is he asleep? Where's his voice?
My God raised up from the dead - is yours in bed?
No more, no more,
No more, no more,
Take it.
Listen to me - the bible, it says: one God's the maker of all,
If you don't believe that Jesus is God, then my God made yours, that's all.
Brainwash the goose, brainwash the gander,
Brainwash what moves and gives,
But if I could brainwash the cults with the truth, millions of lives would live,
Live, live.
Cultic regimes, cultic regimes,
Cultic regimes no more, yeah,
No more.
