Lyrics Denounce - Seven Sisters of Sleep

Denounce

Delusional Bar-jona.
Cosmology, there must have been a time no physical thing exist.
The unwilling argue, bury their heads in the fucking sand.
Growing tired of
them shifting the burden.
Growing so fucking tired.
They try to transfer the burden of proof.
Waste this world for the next.
Dying for a life with an incestuous ghost that no man can fucking see.
Answering with a riddle.
They build a palace, on hollow ground.
Growing tired of them shifting the burden.
Growing so tired.
They try to transfer the burden of proof.
A professorship of theology has no place in our institution.
Prove his existence or denounce allegiance.
Prove his existence or denounce.