Unmensch - Dispensable Souls

It continues to amaze me, the number of dispensable souls
The fools gathering behind lies, preaching as if they were gods themselves
With their spirits lying in chains, spreading death

I cannot pity them, instead I despise
These prisoners of their holy words, too blind to realise
Possessed by an afterlife, wasting their presence here

Why don't they all practice what they preach
And leave this world to those who are willing to aim higher
Willing to be free...

War should be waged on all false shepherds
That are leading towards the greatest collective suicide on our soil
Our future is poisoned and dying
Still we drink this poison as a gift of life

How I would welcome the ancient heroes of the sagas
That dared to stand up against 'invincible' powers
Saviours of their people, examples to mankind
One day, our children will sing their songs

I hope that I will see this day so I can sing along...