- published: 01 Nov 2014
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A sect is a group with distinctive religious, political or philosophical beliefs. Although in past it was mostly used to refer to religious groups, it has since expanded and in modern culture can refer to any organization that breaks away from a larger one to follow a different set of rules and principles. The term is occasionally used in a malicious way to suggest the broken-off group follows a more negative path than the original. The historical usage of the term "sect" in Christendom has had pejorative connotations, referring to a group or movement with heretical beliefs or practices that deviate from those of groups considered orthodox.
A sect as used in an Indian context refers to an organized tradition.
The word sect comes from the Latin noun secta (a feminine form of a variant past participle of the verb sequi, to follow), meaning "(beaten) path", and figuratively a (prescribed) way, mode, or manner, and hence metonymously, a discipline or school of thought as defined by a set of methods and doctrines. The present gamut of meanings of sect has been influenced by confusion with the homonymous (but etymologically unrelated) Latin word secta (the feminine form of the past participle of the verb secare, to cut), as sects were scissions cut away from the mainstream religion.
Million lies now I understand
I am not the son of yours
All my life you have guided me
In a world of faith fucked believers
Paralysed I have always been
Never seen the sermons’ fake
Now I know, a new way I’ve seen
I am just a chaos breed
I, so blind I’ve walked your path
Endless despising all your lies
So wonderful a life would be if I’m dead
Pain, with pain I’m forced believing
Refused my rights to exist
Impose me nothing I do not belong
Reflection of the darkest heart
Visualise my tree of pain
Blinded by your promises
Of a life untroubled and eternal
Isolated surrounding thoughts
In this chamber of religion
No mans cry can repay my loss
All I dream is how you disappear
Now I realize the pain in life is real
The color can’t remain, just set me free
Retail my birth in this fucked up world
Soon to bleed I’ll make you suffocate
I won’t rest until you all burn
Burn right next to your icon believes
It is time to go down with me
Nevermore shall I be deceived
Society of the holy one