Chocolat

歌詞

You mark me an idolater Heathen, pagan, fetishist You don't see a human being But a barbaric Antichrist Safe inside your ivory tower Of holiness and intolerance Trapped inside a maze of lies Such pathetic arrogance What makes your god the only god and mine revolting pagan idols? What makes your altar a sacred place and mine a scene of horrible rites? You eat your god you cannibal so why don't you look at yourself Your god a carpenter nailed to wood if that's not an idol then what is? You don't really believe your lies, deep down human you are still You need your holy fantasy but strength not from within brings chains You are created in the image of your god but do you think that he grows old? You claim you talk to your god but do you think the almighty listens? My gods are so different They are in my blood They do not enslave me Like your tyrant god My gods are companions On the solitary path called life They come when I call Support me in my strife I hail to them in my glory Entrust them with my pain Call them graven images Your proselytism is in vain