Tis The Season

Sitting here in this parking lot waiting
Looking at the people like insects migrating
Those same old emotions have returned, the fears, the hating
When it was just just a few weeks ago, you were all celebrating

What does it take for you all to show that you're of the same seed
A few fucking weeks to show, you're all about greed
How many of you for went a want and settled on a need
How many of you invited a homeless person over to your mega-feed

Even if Christmas was about the birth of Christ
Do you think this is the only time of the year he wants you to be nice
To treat our fellow humans as they should be treated
Or is Christmas all about being conceited

About false love displayed with a fake ass smile
Showing who can afford the most has became our style
knowing the truce wont last, it has became our custom
For without Saint Nick, we really don't trust them

What if I said Jesus wasn't even born in December
He was born during the pilgrimage, no room at the inns remember
Prior to the Gregorian calender April was the first month
Gifts were exchanged, check out the origins of April Fool to get my point

For marketing purpose they made you for get about Nisan
You saw all the Christmas goodies and begged them to bring it on
The store are loaded to bursting for man and his seed
They have clouded your head to the point, that you don't know your needs

Yes mankind has changed the days of the weeks, like the months of the year
He's tampered with everything to keep you living in fear
Not just of each other, but also of why we are here
They attack us individually through the ones we hold dear

You see they've set about and tripped over so many passages and scripts
Not giving them to the masses until they have been rescripted
Mentality's telling you that you're in danger if you ever got a grip
On a reality that they have taught to turn fucking flips