Snakes in Chains

Everywhere you look
Snakes in chains in churches on Sunday

You're a control freak
Like a roaring lion
Pack your bag, you're going on a guilt trip
Growling, pacing, ranting
Locked up the souls under your grasp
Potshots from the pulpit
Snare them in your bondage
In your religious legality, mandate morality
You beat me over the head with your Bible
There's no love in your rule