I'm not a god but no longer a man
I've killed my god and thereby bestowed the powers upon myself
But the infusion is not so bright
I'm not surprised since never has a one true god been a freedom fighter
But I'll be damned to be free
A rather high price to pay to become your own priest
I wish I was so different, so naive
So that the holy lands would be my pillar stones so strong and untouchable
Pistol whipped by life indeed
