religious complaint

 work on that complaint
stretch it out so the world can fit inside the thing
ruined offerings rot in the early dry spring
Trip me up rubbish for hell gain

 grievances like tadpoles becoming dragons
  rumors faithful to the leaches
 devour hearts, fantasy has a science
colleagues have alliances

Beliefs fuel action, puppeteers
 believe them so convincing bust
 like broken records, we blindly walk
 believe they preach

 know of the beyond

 symbols fantasy truths con-artists at work
Hussle me hussle you
make us unworthy of even gratitude

God's very currency,
lie sewn together with a few half truths