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Religion has killed what once was love, and turned it to idols and nothing more
Than scheduled prayers and empty words.

You are better than this, God you deserve so much more.
All You want is intimacy with me, that's why You gave everything.

Daily convict me of my routine. I need you to be more than a pulpit on Sunday.
I desire to give more than a song... Is this all that you have become?

I am the perpetuator
I am the one clining to dead weight
Up until this point in time
In the back of my mind
I thought I was the catalyst
The physical driving force
Behind the initial push
With out me would anyone even know who you are?