I can feel that I am here alone I am fighting for what´s right But everytime I gets pushed back Into the black stinking hole
They see me as a demon Because I am free with my own mind I was given my right to choose I was given freedom by birth They see me as the wrong kind of life They hate me because I am not blind I can see as I am more than alive I am my own king of life
I am my own king...
But I know that I am right I was raised to believe in myself I refuse all kinds called Gods. I even prefer selling my own soul
Fight, fight, fight Against tyranny Rise, rise, rise Against the evil churches Kill, kill, kill The priests and pope are jokes Burn, burn, burn Let the evil die by the cross Jesus will not save you here Your sickness will be buried in a deep hole
I can feel that I am here alone I am fighting for what´s right But everytime I gets pushed back Into the black stinking hole
They see me as a demon Because I am free with my own mind I was given my right to choose I was given freedom by birth They see me as the wrong kind of life They hate me because I am not blind I can see as I am more than alive I am my own king of lifeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
