Sdrum

Pray the lord to have your place in sun
That's useless, you will realize
That the words you're saying have no sense
´Cause up there nobody can hear
You will cry, you'll sick up all your pain
God is dead and your faith
Soon will fall

Look with disdain all the crosses you have got
Burn all those curses you have read for too long
Burn 'em all!

Hate with pride the holy virgin
Hate with pride the holy church

Now you're almost free
From the weight which oppresses the world
And the words they're saying have no sense
´Cause your heart is now turning to black
They will cry, they'll sick up all their white rudeness
You must fight with your heart
To clean your soul

No regret for the dead one
No regret for that spiritual corpse
Show your freedom with boldness
Show your freedom with pride

Now you're free
From the weight which oppresses the world
They will cry, they'll sick up all their white rudeness
You have fought with your heart
And cleaned your soul.

Look with disdain all the crosses you have got
Burn all those curses you have read for too long
Burn 'em all!

Hate with pride the holy virgin
Hate with pride the holy church

Now you're almost free
From the weight which oppresses the world
And the words they're saying have no sense
´Cause your heart is now turning to black
They will cry, they'll sick up all their white rudeness
You must fight with your heart
To clean your soul

No regret for the dead one
No regret for that spiritual corpse
Show your freedom with boldness
Show your freedom with pride

Now you're free
From the weight which oppresses the world
They will cry, they'll sick up all their white rudeness
You have fought with your heart
And cleaned your soul.