It influences our decisions
It makes up our beliefs
It makes divisions
Between us and those with "misbeliefs"

It's a powerful force
A weapon to behold
It shows no remorse
For the lies it has told
Our gullible race
About the different and superior
It makes a coward
Look superior

It knows how to tamper with your judgement
And make you burn your own on a cross
It'll make you the servant of a tyrant
And make you afraid to shoot an albatross

It makes a superstition
It messes up your intuition
What are you going to do
When Big Brother's watching you?
Will you stand up like the best?
Or cower like the rest?
Probably the latter
But it doesn't really matter