And he came to the world to awaken mankind With the liberating Gnosis that is wisdom To help him remember who he truly is And to help him free himself from the body-soul in which he is trapped And from created time and matter. And thus will he be saved. The ancient texts conceived by man in the name of god Are allegories that instilled fear Of endless hellfire of eternal damnation Utter contempt by the few for the many Disguised as love To establish a hierarchy beyond reproach for all time Enduring in a dark age Shrouded in lies and superstition Those that sought to question are painted in the hues of sin Repression of man's true nature will ensure servitude He cannot stand tall while on bended knee With profane grace he removes the splinter From your dead eye that you may bear witness To your emaciated faith starved of those who heed its vile rhetoric Wasting away to nothing The devout will awaken to the revelation That knowledge is the enemy of god And truth his destroyer Repression of man's true nature will ensure servitude He cannot stand tall while on bended knee He was the hammer that strikes the final nail Into the coffin of your dead religion