You dream of martial law

Like villains you abhor

Controlling bodies just to satisfy a hateful lord

Pretend you care about

The virtues you espouse

Not lives worth living

Just potential for the cells you tout

Try to police the womb

A handmaid you can groom

Your bony fingers clutching values from your future tomb

You don't care what's at stake

Just want to replicate

The same mentality as viruses, but with more hate

This isn't life

This is control

God help you reconcile your mortal soul

This isn't love

It's immorality

We'll wrestle the future back from the jaws of your brutality

'Cause this is control

Jesus would not approve

The piousness you use

The arrogance to act like you're the one with life to lose

You'd shoot a human being

If they were trespassing

But God forbid a woman have the sovereignty for the same thing

This isn't life

This is control

God help you reconcile your mortal soul

This isn't love

It's immorality

We'll wrestle the future back from the jaws of your brutality

'Cause this is control

This isn't life

This is control

God help you reconcile your mortal soul

This isn't love

It's immorality

We'll wrestle the future back from the jaws of your brutality

'Cause this is control

This is control

This is control

This is control

This is control