The Reprobate

Take it in, this spiteful brew
 Sharp with rancor's spit
 Formed, flawed, enticing wit
 And words, sharp with avarice
 Stoked, awed, his minions march
 Drinking hard his bitter wares
 Drunk they vomit up and chant
 Dogma-soaked intransigence
 The effigies afire
 The saviour approaches the stage
 Hungry masses gather round
 They shift at every word
 The wolf surveys, and sheep surround
 Godlike presence calms
 Oratory skills unmatched
 Suppressed forked tongue
 With bated breath, the world is in his grasp
 Fuming crowds, stampede forth
 Usher in a primal age
 Architects of apathy,
 Feed and fuel their disciples unswayed
 Reprobated anthems
 Reprobated laws
 Spew the sadist doctrine
 Smiling as his plan unfolds
 Spinning untruths
 Salting open wounds
 Recall the last time
 We let this disease run amok?
 Invoking artifice
 Diatribes unwind
 With fire in his eyes
 His clenched fist hammers home each lie
 The casualty is truth in this design
 To tap into the weaknesses of men
 Veracity dissolving through his hands
 Replaced by toxic theories unrefined
 [Lead: Daniel Schröder]
 Fuming crowds, stampede forth
 Usher in a primal age
 Architects of apathy
 Feed and fuel their disciples unswayed
 Reprobated anthems
 Reprobated laws
 Spew the sadist doctrine
 Smiling as his plan unfolds
 Spinning untruths
 Salting open wounds
 Recall the last time
 We let this disease run amok?