One day I will be gone,
Dissapeared without a single glimpse,
Like a black spot,
And no one will ever find me!
Without faith, without love,
Without right to choose.
I dared to forget,
That the harder your life is,
The easier you die.
My name is Holocaust.
Their name is The Legion.
They love death so much,
They like so badly to look
Into the skies and fire.
Into fire...
Inro fire...
Into fire...
Into fire...
Into fire...
Into fire...
Into fire...
[Every religion is justified by the freedom of faith,
You have right to be irreligious,
You're responsible for yourself.
Every religion dictates us its own law,
But everyone has their right
Not to live according to its canons.
Every religion finds the God the absolute.
Everyone has their own way,
The Hell and the Eden are inside of you.
Every religion is based on sense of fear,
Fear not them Christ or Allah,
Fear your own self...]
Me and the fire
An agony
Wake up in the early morning. Can you see the East getting red with new blood?
How much of this blood they need to spill and for what?
In every window and in every movement of eyes they find a sin,
But there's nothing worse than a faith being burned alive.
Look into their eyes and feel your mind crushing down.
Can you see them being taught from their birth to look through the crooked glass?
The ancient psychosis grown from the inside with its roots takes their minds away.
Just tell me, if all of it is their faith, then what is evil?
Who will give us the answer, when their all-seeing God will open his eyes?
How many of those are there, looking for salvation of soul behind the senseless words?
Thousand hundreds of years the humanity lives on the Earth like in delirium,
Drowning in lies and pleading for forgiveness in the ritual fire.
Me and the fire
An agony