Paroles de Index Librorum Proibitorum

Hidden screams In those pages Shadows from past still out of view Blood is running For its name for ages Hands are up for the glory of a few Torture Burning The rape made the born of a God Its name is changed into sex and odds Controlling people under a speech full of mediocrity Brainless sheep believing men of hypocrisy Untold truths buried under an altar of fear Walls of stone won’t take me close to thee No father! Angel of light will be my guide Strength from knowledge left behind Judged by noble men above me Foot in shit and praying for flee Dogmas to refuse Authority abuse Imposed truths I am my own God