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 goal

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