Will You Be God’s Art Or Satan’s Grafitti?

I've got a right to know, why plant this seed to fail?
Its so obvious nothing will prevail
Was it worth all our futures, and the pasts of those who died?
For your crimes against nature and the rest of mankind
Feeding lies to our children, so they can't see
There's no stars in their future, only slavery

What's in it for the rich and mighty
Is there a plot we can't see?
Hand in the pocket of St. Peter

I want to know your righteous thoughts
What drives the wicked heart?
Is there no limit for power?
Is the whole world ours to devour?

Greed is on our way
To evolve another day
We'll die anyway
The final act to our play