If Yeshua came today, he’d be murdered by the state,
Same way they killed prophets and sealed every fate.
They'd twist his words, say he's spreading hate,
Label him a terrorist, bound by the laws they create.

Picture it—truth in a world of deceit,
They’d break him down ‘cause real change ain't sweet.
Corporations own the leaders, the greed never sleeps,
They'd crucify him again for exposin' the weak.

The sick and twisted feed off the fear in the masses,
Turn peace into profit, drop bombs through the classes.
Politicians ain't kings, just pawns for the rich,
Selling dreams...