Chokehold – Religion On A Stick lyrics

I dream of the hour when the last congressman is strangled to death on the decks of the last creature
And since the Christians seemed to love this thing about the blood why not give them a bit of it
Slip the throats of their children and drag them over the mourner's bench and allow them to drown in their own blor
And will watch them enjoy singing their hymns
How can you just show up there?
The white knight that's going to save the day
The only reason for being there is not to feed them food
But the Christian way believe in our white God
And you will be fed
But to have your own religion means you will starve to death
Religion on a stick you force feed the masses
The most weak and willing is where you begin
And until there is one world with one religion only then will you end
Are you a missionary for God or a missionary for money?
A missionary for God or a missionary for money?
You say you're caring while you televise a guilt trip to make you rich
And how many die while your pockets keep getting filled?
The best damned business move was your story of Christ being killed
The best damned business move was your story of Christ being killed
Your God is nothing more than a dollar sign and you don't care how many people die
You spend more on commercializing your cause than you do on feeding a nation
Your God is nothing more than a dollar sign, your God is nothing more than a dollar sign
Fuck your God