Our wrath is an untilled field A nutritious soul For the seed of change The time of harvest has come
The birth of my kind Is the dawn of a new age The negation of the holy The sanctification of the earthly
I dance on the graves Of all the shepherds and prophets Freedom is to be taken Not to be given
I reevaluate all values I am the great discoverer I wipe the shame away I am the great liberator
Now behold the fatuous Who hide their faces in fear Who moan and howl Under the burden of my gospel
What shall we do now in a world A world without values Does that make the world valueless? Or does it beg for a value smith?
Hear my laughter well All you slave drivers As my laughter erodes The stone of your godly monuments
My words are bombs To the palaces My thoughts are cure For those suppressed
Hear my laughter well All you gods and ghosts As my laughter is Your downfall
I kill the gods I am the great mind I love this life I am a walking bastion of blasphemyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
