Four Percent Of Hate

Show me these crowds who personify your sacred thought!

Show me that liberation which was supposed to come together with your death!

I see black clouds of the ignorance

I touch black flames of fear

I tear apart black chains of suffering

I don't fear this sacred taboo anymore

I no longer fear this ban

I won't let the fear to keep me in prison.

I am a blasphemer

I am proud of myself

I am a human

I am the anger of revenge

I am the Antichrist

I am proud of myself

I tore apart black clouds of ignorance

I put out black flames of fear

I tore apart black chains of suffering

I see crowds of corrupted saints

I see hypocrites talking about freedom

I see your wretched temples full of rotten sacraments

What hurts more, truth or lack of truth?!

Rise the light of one thought

Lift the flame of one word

Am I a blasphemer?