"Mother" (Remedy of Pain)
I'm feeling the pain of a thousand deceptions
By those ill-informed and their ignorant lessons
The lies that were told have me wanting to flog them
For causing me pain and for stealing my freedom
But even these men are deceived unto themselves
Believing their tomes stored on burdened old bookshelves
The "Mother" is here
To tell you she's dear
And that she is right--
A curious blight...
Proclaiming the "Truth" they say comes straight from on high
Foretelling teh end -- all the time, that it is nigh
While wiping away from the minds of the faithful
The prophecies failed, pruning out all the mindful
In light of "new light," the light is only darkness
Compounding the sins of the power they harness
The "Mother" is here
To tell you she's dear
And that she is right--
A curious blight...
And I see her now
A fattened old cow
That beats on the sheep --
A whirlwind to reap;
And now that I see
It's making me free
To think and to feel
My hand's on the wheel...
(And I'm going to run o-ver "Mom"!)