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lyrics
We are born with initial guilt
That is imposed by an ancient gilded guild
Imprinting of trauma is so powerful and old
That has everywhere its seeds unfold
It pierces us in each dimension
Promising to bring earthly or afterlife salvation
As time goes each mechanism
Aims to transfer to dysphemism
Anything that differs us
Anything that hinders us
From being obedient wimp
From making a sick limp
It’s high time for revocation
For upheaval and disaffiliation
Despite secularization and shift
From religious slavery
Consciousness is still
Captured by thousands year old knavery
That aggresses
That possesses
That transforms
Then represses
It not only religion that this way acts
Modern liberal or conservative vision reflects
The way as it predecessors used to do
With someone who is considered to be foe
Here, when mighty Moloch is in front of me
I take the gift of the ferryman
I dare to perceive and see
What I have been so long defrauded of
It is my cremation of care
Cremation of conscience
I set on fire this fair
Leaving misfortune behind
That aggresses
That possesses
That transforms
Then represses