I am he who is without sin for I oppose your moral code No creed alleged to be the word of god will defile my rational thought My voice raised in contempt for your pathetic laws My tongue a spear piercing the weak flesh of faith Let those who must follow be bound under the yoke of servitude To endure as the living dead, as is their deluded want Cursed with self-awareness The chosen among the beasts Seeking a purpose where there isn't one Hope where there is none I will cast the first stone and the last For I stand beyond judgement Humanity is raped by the blinding light of the trinity An oppressive triumvirate of insanity I will stand tall and firm to cast a defiant shadow And spit in the face of all that you fear and hold dear Hear me roar with anger as I rail against the zealotry I invite your fictitious god to strike me down for blasphemy But he cannot