H O M E M E D I A C A L E N D A R A L B U M S B I O P R E S S C O N T A C T L I N X


 

S A C R E D

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Sacred you say - I don't believe.

Sacred your way - it doesn't work for me.

Holy you say - your lies I can see.

Holy your way - you can't heal my pain for free.

 

Two thousand years of war and peace - of pestilence and disease. You feed yourself with bloody hands - you slaughter both women and man. Preying on our hopes and dreams - on our fear of loss you feed. I make my own destiny. You are not my god.

 

Hatred I say - selling our souls for free.

Hatred I say - you think me blind but I see.

Heaven you say - I'm just a pawn on a board.

Heaven you say - enforcing your peace with a sword.

 

Two thousand years of war and peace - of pestilence and disease. You feed yourself with bloody hands - you slaughter both women and man. Preying on our hopes and dreams - on our fear of loss you feed. I make my own destiny. You are not my god.

 

Doctrine you preach - you buy your heaven with death. Doctrine you teach - you're still blind in your last breath. Blindness you preach - branding your lies from birth Blindness you teach -making us doubt our worth.

 

Two thousand years of war and peace - of pestilence and disease. You feed yourself with bloody hands - you slaughter both women and man. Preying on our hopes and dreams - on our fear of loss you feed. I make my own destiny. You are not my god.