Thou shalt not stop sinning
For all sins hold within their own redemption
Thou shalt praise your instincts
For instincs are the gates to the subconscious mind
Where real life dreams are born
and life consuming false truths are unmasked
before the light of the inquisitive eye
which none forgives
bring death upon the liars
that wager on the blindness of thy reason
and build for thee a dungeon
in the great beyond
Treasure your knowledge
like the rosebush its blossoming roses
and protect it from the touch of deity
with the bravest thorns
And like a tree
seized by convulsion
before the unmercifulness of the storm
keep your roots anchored deep into the earth
For no life is beyond it
No life is beyond Death
Be thou wary
do not let thy sword steel cool
and strike with righteous fury
the priest-deceiver through his heart
that filthy, lying eunuch
who tried to feed you lies with a tempting tongue
spewing salvation
Despot ambassador of a deceiving church
Rising in the soil of deadly superstition
Enemy, betrayer of human evolution
Teacher of a Gospel of hatred and fear
Ruthless prosecutor of wisdom and culture
Mass exterminator in the name of "God"
That traitor
That poisoner
Fed by faith in nothing
Sister History
is eager to teach you
Is trying to take the blindfold
off your eyes
Yet you hide
Running in circles
And run like rats into your old cave
Where a man can walk on water
and prayers cure the ill
and sacrifice will bring the rain
and take the thunder away
Where a man can feed on blood
and fly towards the stars beyond the clouded sky
Where a mortal can rise
from his grave
The Sanctity of Sin
is the call of Nature
and love for supremacy
is not a crime
Even your broken idols if they were alive
couldn't deny this
the spell of Nature
is The Sanctity of Sin
Ancient conflicts
among the eldest gods
bring death and rivers of blood
upon their children
And as time goes by
the tale goes on and on and on
until there's no one left
to light the candles.
