Forget the past, the fuse is lit and all I ask
Just let me burn these churches and dance in ash
In a hail of stained glass
I'll take that chance, I've faced my faith and its fading fast
This blood on my hands good or bad
God or man
Act like an animal
Attack like an animal
You're expecting me
To get on my knees
Before his golden throne
Made of blood and bone
But I won't...
Fear the intangible
Be so gullible
Its terrible
What this so called word can do!
Is this what you call good news?
I'll call no one my lord
If he were real he would applaud
And if not I say fuck 'im
(fuck you) (and fuck them too)
I'd rather burn when I die
Than serve a tyrant in the sky
At least I'll still have my pride