Cultic Regimes

Cultic regimes, money to scheme

False religions, beware

Caught in the grip, caught in the spit

It's all going to burn, it's a snareWorship the God of your choice

Is He asleep where is His voice

My God raised up from the dead

Is yours in bed?No more

No more

No more

No morePower 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 allWorship the God of your choice

Is He asleep where is His voice

My God raised up from the dead

Is yours in bed?No more

No more

No more

No moreListen to this, the bible it says

One God is the maker of all

If you don't believe that Jesus is God

My God made yours, that's allBrainwash the goose, brainwash the gander

Brainwash what moves and gives

If I could brainwash the cults with the truth

Millions of lives would live, live, liveCultic regimes, cultic regimes

Cultic regimes, no more, yeah, no more