[Verse 1: Damius]

Never again will I fake my faith just so I can act like we relate

Years have passed and I feel the same

Your opinions left me a bad taste

To me religion's nothing but a crutch for the weak ones to grasp when life gets tough

I don’t care if you criticize me, my mind is always "Trust my instincts"

Still can't believe that, people believe that

Though I believe in a higher power

Religion's not needed it’s agreed with

People don't question 'cause they're cowards

Don't need a priest and don't want a deacon

Feeding me lies to make me feel better

Know your secret minus what you're preaching

Church is a business and it's clever

[Chorus: Damius]

Some want fame and recognition

You want pay for your remission

Pass the plate for your collection

I’m exposing your tradition

I don’t need the fear of God

To tell me what is right from wrong

Someone that admits my faults

Without fearing you like you want

[Verse 2: Damius]

When I was raised it was to give praise

To God for everything that he gave me

How's that fair when he wasn’t there?

My family was the one to save me

When I was young I'd feel so guilty

Questioning faith in God's authority

As I grew older things didn't make sense

Realize it was a book made for enslavement

Still can’t believe that some believe that

All getting killed because of a book

Or to hate someone for the ones they love

Then give money to those tax-free crooks

I'm not Satanist, I'm not Atheist

Don't you try to use that excuse

My own person, thoughts for certain

Fearing Hell's not what I do

[Chorus: Damius]

Some want fame and recognition

You want pay for your remission

Pass the plate for your collection

I'm exposing your tradition

I don't need the fear of God

To tell me what is right from wrong

Someone that admits my faults

Without fearing you like you want

[Verse 3: Damius]

I can't stand the audacity whenever a stranger comes to me

Tries to preach about their beliefs but won't let me try to get my peace

You can take your rosary and shove it up like anal beads

I no longer care what you think, those type of people 'cause me to be me

Yeah, you might hate me but can you blame me?

Tried to brainwash me but kept on failing

Since I was a child, try to defile

Targeting's how you try to claim me

I explored it, didn't care for it

You still labeled me as a heretic

I'll just say your religion's contagion

Hatred's all you'll ever be credited

[Chorus: Damius]

Some want fame and recognition

You want pay for your remission

Pass the plate for your collection

I'm exposing your tradition

I don't need the fear of God

To tell me what is right from wrong

Someone that admits my faults

Without fearing you like you want