Damnation I look into your eyes... I see me, Almost a decade younger... Winning minds over, To my strict thinking... I must save the world! Drag you to heaven, By your hair! Implant the fear of God! Hey sinner, it�s for your own good. You wanna drink a what? Party on with Satan! You listen to metal music? Lucifer�s daughter! Oh no, don�t make it so hard, God�s all loving and forgiving, It�s all about peace man. You water down His Scriptures! You�re making it an easy ride! Fit relilgion around your life! When we should live for Him! My friend, I was once like you... Damned if I did, and Damned if I didn�t! Where does grace live? Brain wash, reprogram, Cultic churches are so deceptive, Make you work for it. Give �em all your money $ Booking fee to Heaven. What do you mean, you�re not healed? Oh ye of little faith! It works around them, Countability, they have none! Don�t you know? You�re the problem! I don�t care what caused your fall. Get in the ring with me! I�ll make you tumble! It�s a discipline problem, A no-win war! With the biggest deceivers of them all! And you tell me, I�m going to hell! You wear my blood on your hands! Judgement Day�s gonna deal You a harsh blow! All those who did so much For your church Are gonna find out their seat In Heaven is void? Their ticket is counterfeit? And the seller�s skipped town. Fundamental liars! Hypocritical manipulators! Where are all your victims? Coz I wanna show them the right way, A lot easier than you think. Unblock the shit That you filled their mind with. Show them God�s unconditional Love, acceptance and forgiveness. No conditions, A swear word, In your Bible, Not mine! � Elizabeth 31st December 1998 "Have you read my poem Dance With The Devil in my �Reflective� pages? Because these two poems almost go together. Several years back I became involved in an over the top fundamental church who wanted to take all of my money and control every action and decision I made. I finally left that church and am now comfortably resting in my faith, in another church who cares for me, without such harsh judgement. This poem is written for a friend who�s still stuck in a fundamental all too controlling church. This poem is almost like a dialogue between the two of us. Me talking about God�s love, grace and forgiveness, and the respondent saying �I need to be stricter with myself!� I think anyone who�s experienced a strict religious up-bringing or stage in their life, will be able to relate to this poem."