Godless

Take your religious chains

you don't own my soul

you've tried to soak our brains to waste

with holy water in a silver bowl

beware of your godhood

for soon they shall rebel

you've stabbed us with your sacred cross

and blessed us with this living hell

lord, god, father and son

your pious solve their problems with their guns

lord, god, father and son

why must I hang upon a cross for the sins I've never done

beware of your godhood

for soon they will rebel

we'll break your chains

I'll not burn in your living hell.