Interpret:

Disarmonia Mundi

Album:

The Isolation Game

Fed up with bullshit mind 
Castrating lies the more 
You preach and the less I wanna hear 
'Coz you're one of a kind, 
How can you relate with yourself
Sleep well with the sickness that you are
Yeah, 
It's you driving me mad so take 
Your life miles away from mine
(Miles away from mine, now come on)


Weak and frustrated you all look like
A swarming mass of pathetic 
Sick pigs wallowing in lies
Still repressing your instincts 
'Till the day you will finally collapse
I don't care, 
But don't try to fool me for 
I know the sick bastards that you are


We don't need no saviour on a cross no more
I can see what religion brings 
When preachers sleep with kids
We ain't craving for a second coming at all
I will not uniform 
I'd rather slash my throat


I see right through your 
Shell deep down where demons dwell
Despite your lack of sin 
You look like shit within
There ain't no saviour 
That can save you from yourself
No matter what you'll 
Never be free from the beast within
Ages flow lies perpetuate breeding on and on
And the worst part of 
All this bullshit has yet to come


We don't need no saviour on a cross no more
I can see what religion brings 
When preachers sleep with kids
We ain't craving for a second coming at all
I will not uniform 
I'd rather slash my throat


The ravage of war dwells 
Inside the hearts of men
Faith ain't but an excuse to 
Justify the need to kill
Destiny, falling off the pieces 
Terminal, the state of your disease
Same old nails for a new messiah


We don't need no saviour on a cross no more
I can see what religion brings 
When preachers sleep with kids
We ain't craving for a second coming at all
I will not uniform 
I'd rather slash my throat