Those who believe in free will Are the best puppets Those who believe in destiny Will certainly not reach it Foamy lips whispering about the destruction Paralyzed creature making strange moans Can death be beautiful? A world full of religion Is a world full of persecution A poisoned creature in wild convulsions Lured into a trap with no chance of survival Faith works miracles but also breaks the spines Faith makes you suffer A faith so beautiful that you must accept it ...you have no choice Burned at the stake for disobeying Like the one that fell from the sky To the abyss of hell To rule the world Light smoke and ashes are the ends of the show How easy it is to forget the person in the victim Persecuted, convicted, killed In the name of the father, and of the son, and the holy spirit