I’ve been naive, I’ve put my trust in words
That didn’t have the reality behind them that I thought they had
Oh I’ve been naive, I’ve trusted lies and nonsense
That had a reality behind them that I can’t get behind

They talk about Jesus, but don’t care about love
They talk about the bible, that they almost worship as a god
But the things they really worship, are of a different orde
Flags and guns and constitutions, markets, power and their own ego
Oh I’ve been naive

I’ve been naive, your so-called fundaments
Were never what they seemed, but how could I have known
I’ve been naive, I’ve trusted your words
But they had a reality behind them that I can’t get behind

You talk about Jesus, but you don’t care about love
You talk about the bible, that you almost worship as a god
But the things you really worship, are of a different order
Flags and guns and constitutions, markets and power and your own ego

Pakala! Utala!

All of this looks way too much
Like the oldschool endtimes movies
The antichrist swaying the nominal believers
Into an evil destructive agenda
It’s good that I can’t believe anymore
In these creepy dispensational schemes
Because it’s way too close now, it’s way too real
And it claims to be the real thing