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So maybe your God has a name, but you are just pawns of this GAME. We will never bow to you... 'cause we bow to the mountains

In this time of false messiahs, we are the unbeloved pariahs. Our questions are not welcome in the halls of Gods.

In this age of inquisition, knowledge is our ammunition to fight the armies of believers in the war of words.

In this world of contradiction, we separate the facts from fiction with open minds and dedication to research and learn.

In these days of superstition, we have no tunnel vision. We look behind the smoke and mirrors in our quest for truth.

PRE-CHORUS

So maybe your God has a name, but you are just pawns of this GAME. We will never bow to you...

CHORUS

'Cause we bow to the mountains

We will bow to the thunder

We will bow to the fire

And the life of wonder

We won't bow to your icons

We won't bow to your nation

We won't bow to your doctrines

or your false salvation

In this world of man-made wonders, nature finances their blunders. They will pay the debts with interest - come the payback time.

In this age of guns and slaughters, we educate our sons and daughters. We teach our girls and boys that everyone has an equal voice.

We know that HATE will always divide whatever LOVE tries to unite. That is how the GAME is played, ever since the dawn of TIME.

HATE created Gods just to divide us, they are not designed to guide us. They are sum of all the prayers from the zealous men.