Massacra

In moments of reflection

It all unfolds to me

I walk down through my mind

And feel a bittercold fear

What mankind did with pretence

Of religion and belief

Away is the sun

Endless the night

Mankind's massacra

Intelligence is dead

There have been satanic rites

In blood, inverted crosses

Expulsion of all mortals

The "good" side isn't better

Holy inquisitors on arbitrary command

Through all blasphemic centuries

Destruction and hate

Sewage of faith

Ignorant souls

The decline goes on

Man will never learn

That religion's created by man