My name is Roman, Not king nor emperor. Just the voice of a ghost, the past son of a who*e. I transcend to dispatch this letter. Where the rich bought rape the poor. You can astound this human race. You can embrace lies built on faith. You can manipulate a simple story. For fear!, panic!, glory! f** your God. f** your faith in the end, There's no religion. Would you open your eyes already. Christ died for sh** and was a f**ing c*nt. We were brothers born to build an army. For fear!, panic!, glory! f** your God. f** your faith in the end, There's no religion. Standing on the edge of insanity, Wishing there was more time to explain. We were brothers born a prostitute. A thief of a beggar, There is a new God. I am the devil. f** your God. f** your faith in the end, There's no religion. f** my God, There is no God.