Sick Silent America - A Plea for Purging

We are the new free-thinkers

My father gave me a brain

My mother taught me to use it

So swallow back all the vomit that you’re spewing

They’re all buying it, but I’m not buying it

You can’t fool me anymore

You are the curse

Your false prophesies darken my eyes and break my back

The new heaven is born and hell revives

As I walked along the flames of hell

It became known to me

That you are nothing but a wolf in priest’s clothing

They’re are buying it, but I’m not buying it

They cry, «Lead us, oh chosen one.»

You are the curse

Your false prophesies darken my eyes and break my back

This is the death of faith and all that is good

You are the curse

Your false prophesies darken my eyes and break my back

They cry, «Lead us, oh Chosen One.»

When the new heaven is born and hell revives

The new heaven is born and hell revives