Trusts a shame, and trust is a lie
The door slams shut, and all your hopes die
Your eyes are weak, your lips are numb
Your hands are stiff, your mind is growing dumb
You see the worst, the worst of fears
Your eyes turn red, they stream with tears
You note the book, ink scars the page
Your face is burning full of rage
You hate the world, it hates you back
The demons ready to attack
You see the truth is now at stake
You see the scum of human race
God is now dead, I am the master of my own
Soul born of ash, a spirit of black
Born once again, his temple will fall in my
Wake up and see, the weaver of my destiny is me
How much more can one person take
Until they see their deity is fake
A sign to those, who think they are great
An ignorant herd, it is their fate
So rip and cut, and slash their throat
And do not give a chance to gloat
With religion there is no peace
This social parasite must cease
Is that how you want to be known
A child who follows trends outgrown
I cant believe the lies Im fed
Until I hold gods severed head!
God is now dead, I am the master of my own
Soul born of ash, a spirit of black
Born once again, his temple will fall in my
Wake up and see, the weaver of my destiny is me
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