You have been tainted by demons 

Allowed impiety to touch your soul

To steal from you your mind and body

You were never meant to be a slave to heretics

To obey those who twist the words of love

To let the stench of hatred and lies subsume your heart so

You were meant for greater

To use what your were gifted, your mind, your heart

Not be under the thumb of a foul deceiver

Who wears a robe of Christian gold 

Upon a carcass of sin, as false as his tradition

Ill of mind and perverse of soul 

Free yourself from immoral bondage

Confess and find the love you spurned