The Animal Past

(The horned one speaks) I'll have your soul in a stick! (A televangelist speaks) From the days of worshiping the light we came And now this god wants us to be a blame What kind of god are you? What kind of god are you? That would now have us to be a blame What kind of god are you? What kind of god are you? Do you lend credence to the one below? What kind of god are you? What kind of god are you? Ha! You lend credence to the one below! The christian souls who would own this time want you civilized They want you to worship that which they decide is divine The money lust and the greedy take from the needy Not those who are poor but soul is blind Not walking from the door towards the sunshine Not listening to what's said inside of their heads Not listening to what grows inside you What grows inside you? What grows inside of you? I may have missed my mark a bit but look what I find Bring me back to the animal mind Bring me back to the animal times Bring me back to those pagan times Let me feel clean once before I die Just bring me The animal past