Tekst piosenki:
No point in slaying each other for faith
In name of stale visions of insane prophets
Still many deities left to create
Awake!!!
Needs leader to expand
Evolving from ages
We’ve acquired
habit to pretend
Jerks persuaded us
To believe in rot
Whole planet fell into fad
Possession of their own god
Everything sacrificed
Mysterious deity
Blinds, devours senses
Charming mortality
Led by divines
Too handicapped to live
Dirty connection
Between fools and bad intentions
Independent entity
Not incredibility
Get rid by apostasy
Of shackles of theocracy
Shackles of theocracy
Keeping us tight
Preventing from stand up
For personal rights
Cult became authority
Raising status of rituals
Ceremonial lechery
Consider nuance
False nature, born of lies
Obligated to slaughter
Proselytism their vice
Appointed to others
Independent entity
Not incredibility
Get rid by apostasy
Of shackles of theocracy
Shackles of theocracy
Keeping us tight
Preventing from stand up
For personal rights x2.
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