Intoxicated by suffering Wallowed in pain and fear Our ancestors founded this Beliefs that we must revere Without knowledge of the world They said: «All is done by our God» And his power is infinite We must kneel down to be awed
What is the purpose of dreams? The more we develop the more we confuse Held at the bottom of life By faith in that gods which we did not choose
Chorus Arise and free your mind from their chains of lies and mystery Go ahead and don't think twice their gods are full of depravity Leave this damned foolish path that brings to life only misery Don’t live past, but don't close your eyes on bloody pages of history
So why should I pray in that church Where floor is smeared by heretic’s blood Told of the past of mankind Where laymen for priests are just kind of mudTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
