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 crush any sort of oppression
Seeking, demanding a reason, a proof,
Existence, expression of something unknown,
Humans purchasing faith and compassion,
Sons of the horrors of cruel 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 and compassion,
Sons of despair, remorse and repression