[ Tactical Sekt - Chosen One ] | Текст песни

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That guilt's not in me anymore

You don't believe...?
In religion?
Believe in God? In science? In Sunday supper?
I don't believe in rules that tell me how I should live
Even if they're handed down by God?

How many crusades were fought in the name of God?
How many people died because of…someone's religion?
Fantacism, not religion
Semantics, they're still dead.
You still suffer...like a Catholic?

Heh. A light bulb goes out, people fix it
They get a new one.
A light bulb goes out for the Catholic
He stands in the dark and says
"What did I do wrong?"

That guilt's not in me anymore

I pray for all our souls
In this time of mind control
I shout at the heavens above
I saw anger where there once was love

We were born in an age of aggression
Baring our nails face to face
When the walls are starting to crumble
I tip-toe, terrified, looking at frays

I come here for mankind
Designated as the chosen one
I'm born from a different place
That got this way from a state of grace

Crying
Dying
Caring
Denying
Worshiped
Pained
Crucified and brain dead

Hated
Baited
Desperate
Jaded
Brainwashed
Disparate
Haunted by the betrayed

I am just a pawn in this game
Betrayed by our own leaders
A blessed part of the game
The only disobedient

I am just a pawn in this game
Betrayed by our own leaders
A blessed part of the game
The only disobedient

I come here for mankind
Designated as the chosen one
I fall from a different place
That got this way from a state of grace

Father! Why am I going to hell?
For crying
Dying
Caring
Denying
Worshipped
Pained
Crucified and brain dead!

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