In the comfort of my home

Violations, screamed through megaphones

Come out you bastard all alone

Atheist son of a bitch that was probably a demon filled child

Throwing cards out wild

Unbelievable and I achieve trader of the century status

Stones thrown at us

That goddamn poet that peered through the eyes of innocence

Just to bring understanding and common sense

Smoke constantly coming out of back vents

Not when driving to prevent accidents

Eyes red like the lines that they worship

Ten percent down for this purpose

I am saying they are scared of the revelation

Exposed

Murders happening in clothes containing crosses

Fighting to death to prove some humans should count as losses

Never able to tell where the boss went

Infecting the system infecting the environment

Saying it is not your fault as the only requirement

All because the fairy tales they mold become  sold

Listen up and do as told

The kingpin gets the ten percent slab

In return you wear the Emperor’s clothing

Nothing there and nothing really showing

Violence becomes the only feeling potent

Smile while stealing our children’s focuses

Added emphasis

And I’m just being me

Crosses now occupy every street

Flags waving saying solider of torture

Just to make sure our shoulders can be broad

Appearing at the final ceremony

Be a solider but be careful of those making fortune

Insurance costs trump abortion

But they put us on the front page

Storms take many because of their arrogant ways

I’m longing for some religion free peace filled days

In the comfort of my own home

All those around me and far from me in safe zones

They say I am evil unworthy to possess my own

And all I want in the comfort of my own home

All those around me and far from me in safe zones