Starved through years of worship and sin
My dark side of life
As my hunger grows my faith declines
Lust for flesh stronger than god

Perished through years of divinity
Love to you is hate for me

Raised to obey their fairytales unquestionably
Ridden with fear and whipped with words about sinners fate
As my true self emerges violently
Lust for god through blasphemy

Blessed by the words of the fellow flock
Praise the newborn son!
But my faith is stronger than flesh and blood
Death to you means life for me

Revelling in sin amongst a pile of dead
Piled against their idol on his cross of shame

Darkness growing closer
My fear is gone as death arrives
Hatred growing stronger
My dreams are real
Now forever I shall burn

Piled against their idol on his cross of shame