D.C.T. (Bangover)

To do as you're told, convention of old
The ancient ideals that you uphold
Don't spoil the surprise, it's all fucking lies
Tread over man, and his pitiful cries

To hold the throne of man
Unleashed eternal plan
Slavery, held by reign
Use fear to maintain

Deontology
Your philosophy
Out-dated theory
D.C.T.

Keep order through hate, combine church and state
Convince the mindless masses of their incoming fate
The rapture is near, or so you adhere
Withhold your position spreading lies and causing fear

To rule society
The bullshit you must preach
The force of religion
Enslaving everyone

Deontology
Your philosophy
Out-dated theory
D.C.T.

Slaving, killing, gaining, never letting go
Cover up the tracks, make sure we never know
Organised religion, keep us in the dark
Paralysed with fear, we'll never stray afar

Panic us with tales of going to the pit
Capture, torture, burn all those who don't submit
Obvious hypocrisy, your book of lies
Pull our strings from when we're born until we die