Theory Of The Godless

My faith you scorn, it's merely a tale
And you mock me, as i kneel down to pray
Misguided, the believers of one
Your heart's full of hatred, for the ones that i love
Stillborn.... evolve
Look in my eyes, through the windows of hell
See the misery, of a like that's so stale
There is nothing, more fragile than life
But a soul, that wanders into the night
Stillborn, of the spirit
You were dead before you could even breathe
Evolve, into dust
In nothing, in nothing you believe
Can't you see
This life isn't free
Live in me
Set me free, come set me free...
Stillborn, of the spirit
You were dead before you could even breathe
Evolve, into dust
In nothing, in nothing you believe
Stillborn, of the spirit
You will die, with your stubborn hate
Go now, on your journey
And find death, it's death you can't escape!