Euphemisms of dogma

History is known, thousends of years of make-belief
Nations based on quicksand, sank away
Wars have started by differences in the fairytales
All great stories and illusions

Follow no more, reflect and then believe
"Die on your own cross" and resurrect again
You are your own god, your own goddess
You are everything you believed in, your whole pityful life

Rebel and break the chains, start your own war
against heaven
Look in both eyes of good and evil
Do not turn a blind eye to either

Let it take you into a thousand spheres
Set your gates wide open and let in the truth
All you believed before is now shattered glass
Sharp glass which could cut your flesh open