n e v e r   t r u s t

i was young

and i was told better

to watch my tounge

but i couldn't, oh it

felt so wrong

and made no sense to me

 

though i took

some time for reading

in your holy books

i'm gettin' angry and i

barely brook

your damn hypocrisy

 

i don't mind

if your gods exist

don't need my soul saved

don't need anything of this

i will never trust your prophecies

dead for nothing but insanity

call it religion

it's superstition

why won't you open your eyes and stop

don't have to listen

make own decisions

what has yet to happen

to wake you up

to wake you up

the time line

of human history

is full of crimes

comitted in their names

at that time

and even still today

 

all these words

a waste of breath

i won't be heard

by bleating sheep

with minds too blurred

to see another way

i don't mind

if your gods exist

don't need my soul saved

don't need anything of this

i will never trust your prophecies

dead for nothing but insanity

call it religion

it's superstition

why won't you open your eyes and stop

don't have to listen

make own decisions

what has yet to happen

to wake you up

to wake you up