| What the hell is this motherfucker? |
| I’ve always been an atheist fucker
|
| I’ve never believed in this. |
| The masses are full of piss
|
| Fuck your god and fuck your demons. |
| I got my truth. |
| I got my reason
|
| You give me faith, I’ll give you treason. |
| Now the blasphemer’s full of shit
|
| Life is short and full of regret
|
| Kill the beast; |
| become the godhead
|
| So you think you can go? |
| Just like that?
|
| Who the hell are you, untrustworthy?
|
| Speak your name and truth I pray thee;
|
| ‘cause I’ve grown so weary. |
| I do not have time for thee
|
| This forsaken place pulls on me. |
| I curse the ground and all it’s armies
|
| I do not have time to bandy treaties. |
| I must away from this
|
| My stained heart is shrouded in debt
|
| You gave me fate but I’m not done yet
|
| So you think you can go? |
| Just like that?
|
| What you don’t understand my son
|
| Is there are many gods in here
|
| All those living inside the heads of men
|
| There are many gods in here
|
| All of them do envy your path
|
| And all to you do jeer
|
| Replacing their fate with a chain of blood;
|
| Carving out the heart to fill the hole with fear
|
| The rook spoke truth which you cast aside
|
| For in your heart it drew fear
|
| To claim this realm through patricide
|
| When all you want is out of here
|
| Sati, Sati, your path will not set you free
|
| Kill Me. |
| Kill Me. |
| Kill Me
|
| So you think you can go? |
| Just like that? |