Tyrant 가사

We're slaves to conditioning Hidden eyes judge us from the heavens Unseen fingers choking free will back down our throats You can never escape the foul presence of christianity And to ignore divine contradictions And to reject a fictitious morality And to scorn superstitions And to put your faith in logic This is the path to your damnation This is the path to your damnation And you shall know them by the fruit they bear Intolerance, manipulation, genocide All in the name of a God conjured In the imaginations and machinations of men How dejected and unfulfilled Look to me in hate, pity, or indifference But don't expect longing or acceptance In these eyes, or in these words Not for your, not for your Pompous egotism Boisterous moral posturing Righteous indignation, or your resignation To constant suffering I would rather burn in hell Than cling to man-made falsehoods I would rather live in doubt and fear Expecting an unfeeling abyss I would rather Than embrace false hope Or extravagant fairy tales Nothingness awaits