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.