Waiting alone in a depths of my mind, 
Someone is walking searching for the light, 
Silent, exploring subconscious locations, 
Something is feeding between starvations.
Time to rise for my own resurrection, 
To eradicate of those lies of salvation, 
I’ll be my own lord, my own sake, my devotion, 
The hammer to [bad word] any sort of oppression.
Seeking, demanding a reason, a proof, 
Existence, expression of something unknown, 
Humans purchasing faith [bad word]  
Sons of the horrors of [bad word] condemnations.
No more chosen ones ever, 
The path is dark and slippery, 
There’s no fear between the eyes, 
Of those ones who despise the joke.
No more chosen ones ever, 
The path is dark and slippery, 
There’s no fear between the eyes, 
Despise the joke of the shepherd!
Don’t be afraid because of the evil ones, 
Don’t be jealous of those who act in iniquity, 
Cause, like weed, they will be reaped 
And they will fade from green to black in eternity.
Seeking, demanding a reason, a proof, 
Existence, expression of something unknown, 
Humans purchasing faith [bad word]  
Sons of despair, remorse and repression.