I've cast off the moral chains That hold fast your ambition Using my soul as tinder I've set my spirit ablaze
Life offers up the cup of existence to all Am I so wrong for taking full advantage and drinking deep? If our experiences make us who we are Then you have become shallow, and I well defined
Following laws long wrought meaningless by the hands of time Your curses strike me as the fearful bleating of cattle Met with an unknown entity and higher life form If the unprobed life isn't worth living, then yours insults life itself
In reaction to judgment I have responded with defiance And you with compliance Spare me your curses For I am unfettered and free And at this height Your stones will never reach me
Though I still wear bindings I have forged them myself You ave become shackled by Pale, rusty manacles Is it your god that hates me? Is it your god that judges me? Is it your god that damns me? Is it your god, or is it you?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
