Judget Not

[Intro]

(low guttural chant, pitch-shifted, distorted bass hum)

Judge not... judge not... judge not lest you be judged

Then why the fuck are you first in line to swing the gavel down

[Verse 1]

It's not really difficult to ridicule a religious cult

A differing opinion gives you the quick, hypocritical result

Judge Not Lest You Be Judged — got smudged with the sludge of the begrudged

Somewhere in time the slime redefined the opposite of what it minds

Undermined by those with no spine, society now in rapid decline

Pulpit preachers pointing fingers, cast the first stone, watch the sinner burn

Same damn hand that wrote the verse is the one that never learns

Confess your sins to a man who's rotted from the inside out

Holy water can't wash the venom that's been spitting from his mouth

[Pre-Chorus]

(rising, half-scream half-rap, tension building)

They built a cross to hide behind it

Preach the light but live to grind it

Every sermon dripping venom

Judgment day, and you're the villain

[Chorus]

(anthemic, gang vocals, distorted scream/melodic hybrid)

JUDGE NOT — but the noose is in your hand

JUDGE NOT — while you're damning half the land

Hypocrite in a robe of white

Rot beneath that righteous light

JUDGE NOT — say it to my face

Sludge of the begrudged, that's the human race

[Verse 2]

(faster, trap hi-hats rolling, aggressive double-time flow)

Society's a carcass and the vultures wear a collar

Preaching poverty while they're stacking up the dollar

Point the finger, cast the blame, never own a single fault

Building empires out of guilt, sealing it in salt

Slime redefined what righteous ever meant to be

A cult of quiet cowards scared to look at their own history

No spine, no shame, just a mirror that they're scared to face

Watch the whole damn structure crumble, rapid, in disgrace

[Breakdown]

(brutal, chugging breakdown, screamed vocals, half-time)

NO SPINE. NO TRUTH. NO SHAME.

BURN THE PULPIT. BURN THE NAME.

YOU JUDGE ME FIRST — SO FUCK YOUR CROWN

I WATCH THIS WHOLE GODDAMN CHURCH BURN DOWN

[Bridge]

(dark, melodic, half-sung, atmospheric drop)

Maybe it was never about the sinner

Maybe it was always about control

Every stone they threw was just a mirror

Showing everybody's rotted soul

[Chorus]

(full intensity return)

JUDGE NOT — but the noose is in your hand

JUDGE NOT — while you're damning half the land

Hypocrite in a robe of white

Rot beneath that righteous light

JUDGE NOT — say it to my face

Sludge of the begrudged, that's the human race

[Outro]

(fading, whispered/chant, pitched down, distorted)

Judge not... judge not... judge not lest you be judged...

(that's the only verse they ever fucking understood)