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