f** your religion it's manipulation I don't know any kind of god You belive in suggestion dogma I do what I consider right While you think of the preachers order Faith is fear, it's destroying your mind I refuse your absurd illusions Hope is blind, and blind are your eyes f** your religion it's manipulation Repression, is your intention Collection, of coward minds Salvation, is your solution For corner, distorted brain I think what I see My truth is inside of me I'm searching ways For make out this falling world I won't never trust in Manufactured reality Your life is bind to many words go out of book Oppressive dogma