The ages have taught us the blueprint
A race made of saints and of slaves
A sign worn by men born to worship
Their blood does not run in these veins
Escape from the preachers
Who teach you to beg and to serve
My mind is blooddrunk with temptation
My life is entirely my own
The gospel of the unbeliever !
Adrenaline rushes through my veins
Your gods won't be able to hold me
Free from your shackles and chains
Prepare for "redemption"
There is no turning back
There'll be no mercy
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