Apostasy

A fond the Pit
Albescent with disgust
To the utmost
We will alfet to, the truth
Your agnosy, it's aischrolatreia
Of the Book of the thorn-crowned One

We won't adhere to Your laws, abstersive!
The world of it's free-minded, you amerce
Your casus belli, immorally
Nourishing your caliginous, ways

(chorus)
Eternally, we'll agon
Chthonic wrath of God
We, the mavericks
Acervation!
Belliferous, upright for biosis
No assoil for a caitiff, Lord
We turned!

Breaking our chains
Upturning the barracoon!
Unturning the pages, of a tyrant
We accursed, the Throned of our judgement
Our deluge to, the bridewell, of the Free

(repeat chorus)

Your camorra, using us as canon fodder
As you prostitute your dogmatic, falsities
You extripate the tolerent hearted
Your principle of love, nothing, but a lie
And there is no peace in the midst of an inquisitor

(repeat chorus)

Want not but truth, regret not but lies
Suffer all for knowledge, the pains of freedom, ours forever