Believe, this dogma comes from a mystical era
Somewhere ideas have grown, but men were still alone
One of them was truly mighty crafty, he stood as viscious as freaky
He made a golden crown from the holy sun and sat down on a throne
Impostor
With one snap he became the son of stars and the Sun
In the name of god he began commiting mass murders
Surprised and terrified, gullible sheeps followed their shepherd
Fear my wrath, don't believe the sinners
Use your thoughts as a weapon, take control of your mind
Follow an other direction or you'll be blind
Are you ready for the brainwashing? Upgrade your spirit
Plug your ears and spend your time thinking, I'm sure you need it
It's hard to believe in this masterstroke, free will is totally fucked
Trust in you and no one else
Use your thoughts as a weapon, take control of your mind
Follow an other direction or you'll be blind
Use your thoughts as a weapon, perhaps your brain won't grind
Believe in what you feel and shut your mouth
Shut your mouth
Free your mind
Or shut your mouth
Free your mind
Be silent
Use your thoughts as a weapon, perhaps your brain won't grind
Believe in what you feel and shut your mouth