Wake up on fire every day
And I never say goodbye
Pre-determined destiny
I've never been afraid to die
Ever since I was a kid
I've seen things my own way, with my own eyes
With my hands I turn the screws
In my life I decide
You're bent on under the will of endless dogmatic restraints
I will rage against the machine spewing out blind faith
Think about an end you can live with
Think about an end I can give you
Think about an end that would satisfy
Think about an end
The only thing that's touched my soul
Ever in my life is love
Tangible and Physical visible
Unlike your god above
Where is all the mercy on which your faith has been built
All I see is hatred caused by years of inbred guilt
Resurrecting genuflecting killing in the name
You disavow the right to choose
Its medievally insane
Your god is dead or doesn't care
Tell me which ones worse
An uncaring god or knowing that your unheard on this earth?
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