I'm not an atheist but I'll be an atheist for you My holy brother, you turn our temple into a tomb
I am no believer, but I'll be faithful, I'll be true Sweet little sister To protect the seeds in your womb
I gave you my hand but you handed me a gun. Man, you taught me like a son. I believe no longer in you I do what I do I've lost your point of view I believe no longer in you Man, your children know it too.
Well, I'm not a faschist But I'll be a faschist for you You're hollowed and radical I'll break the spell of your taboos
I'm not a colour But I'll be any colour for you Skinhead, redneck, clean cut, hick. To rob you of the fear you made your rule.
I gave you my hand Man, you handed me a gun You drilled me like a son I believe no longer in you I do what I do I've lost your point of view I believe no longer in you Your children know it too