Heretic

By Of Divinity

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I was born in a mass grave

And I played my part in this fucking rat race

But when it was to late

My thoughts left me with a bitter taste

So fuck it

If it's in the name of the divine

Or when the oil wells have all run dry

An eye for an eye won't justify this genocide

I can feel it crawling from the fucking inside

We are the victims abandoned by God

Left to rot we breath extinction

To justify our bleak existence

Forever, we live like media puppets

Corruption, hide the bloodshed in a sea of bullets

The sons and daughters led to the slaughter

For prophecy or profit

It's still fucking murder

Chew at the stitch and the seems with start to tare

Target the flame and the smoke will begin to clear

Take it back take it back

To a time before the darkest days of man

Violence is a consequence

We've never known more than this

Ignorance fuels a clear conscience

Would you rather die for corruption

Or an outdated doctrine

And when the sun sets it marks a bitter end

We live, we die for another mans conquest

There is no difference between a martyr and a glorified hit-man

Born with a conscience

Oppressed for years

Violent by nature

We're a product of fear

I won't place my life in the hands of the corrupt

There's no heaven, no hell

It's time to wake up

We'll stand and watch

As their bones turn to dust

You can't fight fire with fire

Wake up