Texty: Hypocrisy. The Final Chapter. Adjusting The Sun.

Reach for the sky
Dare it for quest
It will make you blind
There is no end

And reach the stars and planets
Solar systems afar

Is there anyone out there
To our lonesome prayers?
Silence, terrorists, religion, Antichrist

You think you know the answer
Heaven, hell, God, Satan
Would not be without the other

Murderers, cowards, power, money
It is all for the pleasure
Cowards, martyrs, God, Satan
Would not be without the other

Religion, a rotting machine
Religion, you think it's presupposed, too long?

Silence, terrorists, religion, Antichrist
You think you know the answer
Heaven, hell, God, Satan
There would be none without the other

Murder, martyrs, power, money
It is all for the pleasure
Killers, martyrs, God, Satan
There would be none without the other