Your belief in god leaves so many questions The answers bleeding in your wounds Left behind these defiled chambers You’re praying – denying the truth Demand absolution, annihilation of your spirits Deep down inside – to live this lies While your sinners freeze to death No more holy prayers – no more true beliefs Will guide you through the light Smell the stench of unforgiveness Mental influence is the weapon unholy people fear But the decay of your soul is building any strength in heaven The paradise of your globally, oligarchy lunacy The endeavor to dictate lives Let you live these artificial dreams Illusions in front of your eyes – made by your masters’ hand Cursing my words, your way of defense Cursing my words, the art of covering up Cursing my words, any kind of confirmation To curse the world has always been your goalTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
