Tilting Against Windmills

Oh what a brave soul, he’s proud to be straight
But like a host that feeds, bigotry inebriates
And no one is ever been compromised
For being a white, straight male with two blue eyes
And thus, a declaration of unwavering pride
Walks hand in hand with Jesus, matching every stride

Pew by pew and row on row, they’re taught to revere him
But when they’re taught the wrath of God, they only learn to fear him
And fear themselves, and fear they should
And fear themselves, and fear they will (God is dead)

Fear the vengeance of a changing tide
Fear the gap in your conscience that’s ten miles wide
Until you’ve suffered persecution and defied
Misguided accusations, you’ve no right to your pride

Those that are truly afraid are ashamed of their own urges
Where sex gets buried under rope and cloth, rhetoric emerges
Reconcile the truth, recognize the true deviants and sing
Father forgive me for I have sinned
He might not forgive you, but I will
Repent of your ways and we will forgive you
There are no exceptions, no red flagged rejections, just open doors
For anyone at all, unversed and underwhelmed
For anyone at all, disarmed and disavowed
All hail the knight of the verbal incontinence
Tilting against windmills into the night
Inanimate objects, they do not pose a real threat
Your objection will surely be noted as a historic account of an ignorant prick

Inanimate objects, they do not pose a real threat
If it’s a sin against God or you, then fuck him, and fuck you too