The Discarded Saint V1

(Intro) I'm Back at it... They said, "Boy, you got the spirit." I believed 'em. Now the only thing callin' is the closed door, and the silence. Hear this!... (Verse 1) Stained glass saints, but the seats were a cage Every page I turned, felt the burn of a silent rage Saw the pastor's hand in the collection plate, yeah, not offerin' Saw the youth group leader and the secret he was smotherin' Deacon with a handshake, hidin' a flick-knife grin Sister on the usher board, pocketin' the tithe within I was in the band, harmonizin' with the lies they spun Thought my path was lit, thought I was the chosen one Studied every verse, from Genesis to the end They told me I was next, but they never took the wraps off The favorites, the schemes, the velvet rope elite Told me "Wait your turn, son, the pastor's kids are elites" But I saw the blueprint, saw the fraud in the pulpit More concerned with the whip than the souls that could pull it More concerned with the brand than a lost, weary man So I stepped to the mic with the truth in my hand. (Chorus) I said, "Yo, this ain't a shepherd, this a wolf pack!" Said, "The Spirit's here, but your heart's on the wrong track!" They looked at me, like I was the one who was astray Then they cast me down, threw my soul away. No, they wouldn't guide me, wouldn't lift me, wouldn't show me the light Just a one-way ticket to the endless night. I was a witness, now I'm just a ghost in the wild Cast aside like an inconvenient child. (Verse 2) Fuck I'm on the outside, lookin' up at the steeple Surrounded by the same lost, disconnected people They said I had the gift, but my gift was a threat 'Cause I saw the serpent in the garden, and I ain't forget. Fuck their anointed family, let the broken just sit Had a word for the humble, but a wink for the hypocrite Told me pray on it, kneel down, and be still But my conscience had a pulse, and a righteous fuckin' will They wanted a puppet, a voice to echo the decree Not a man with a vision, tryna set the captives free So they pulled the plug, gave me the holy shrug "Your services are no longer required, son." Now the only congregation is the darkness and the rain The only hymn I'm singin' is the anthem of the pain Of a builder with no blueprint, a shepherd with no flock Just a key thrown away that coulda' opened up the lock. (Chorus) I said, "Yo, this ain't a shepherd, this a wolf pack!" Said, "The Spirit's here, but your heart's on the wrong track!" They looked at me, like I was the one who was astray Then they cast me out, threw my heart away. No, they wouldn't guide me, wouldn't lift me, wouldn't show me the light Just a one-way ticket to the endless night. I was a witness, now I'm just a ghost in the wild Cast aside like an inconvenient child. (Bridge) This ain't a crisis of faith, it's a crisis of the fraud I still talk to God, I just don't step inside their facade. 'Cause the holiest words can hide the ugliest sin And the doors that lock you out... are the doors that let you begin. (Outro) Yeah... They thought they were burying the truth. They just planted a seed. Let it grow. (Cast aside...) Now it's just me and the echo. Peace.