Bloody war beneath the sun
Extortion of ruler
The dispossessed
Always expecting miracle, we call out the name "God"
Fuck, we always call him and anxiously search for him
This real bitch doesn't control our life
Not changing, just illusion made by someone
Because of nonexistent him, someone brings in so much
Immolate, He doesn't help you to live
He the almoghty, God
God damn it, how long will depend on calling it?
When your will is lack, you always depend on him
Your god is you
My god is me
I'm the owner of me
I belive in myself
Throw him out of your mind
What dominate the world are people
not him always there somewhere
This opportunity will give you some pointers
may bring you the new world
you wouldn't want to awake from a dream
Illusion changes you
then I got to be your illusion
Will you stop being their plaything?
Will you see the absurd truth in believe?
now is the time to wake up the silence