Your mind
Rotted in pleas
You're in a herd
Slave of faith
God loves
Fear in the eyes

Absorb the ptomain
Devour his flesh
Here's your entrance to the skies

Your mind
Rotted in pleas
You'rn a herd
Slave of faith
God loves
Fearin the eyes

If the cross is your god
you're saved
If you believe in yourself
you'll be on fire
If the cross is your god
you're saved
If you believe in yourself
you'll be on fire

Churches and bars are full of Congregation
They dream of an
Escape plan
With every breath it nails the coffin
Of their rotten
lives

Their truth is to for give
The sins to the sound
Of ringing coins
But I don't need
No false idols
Dependent on rulers
Of the rotten
I believe in myself
That's my freedom

Churches and bars are full of Congregation
They dream of an
Escape plan
With every breath it nails the coffin
Of their rotten
lives