We will never know the truth.

We can only guess our history.

The church will always attempt to exploit the beauty that lies in the mystery.

Stick a chisel in the wound and rip it open leaving insecurities wide open, exposed and vulnerable.

That's when they think they've got the upper hand and take advantage.

This time we'll spit in the face of a vengeful god that blackmails us: The only way to do something right is to be slapped with a fucking threat.

The threat of being sentenced to eternal suffering is just so stupid.

If you need an establishment to tell you that murder is a sin then you're an idiot.

This time do it for yourself because you don't need a god to tell you what's in your heart as our morals are slowly ripped apart.

This time find yourself in you; don't find him in yourself.

Some things can't be written down, like the things that are found inside your heart.

Morals are found within yourself, not within a book.

Lyrics submitted by TheWeatherOrNot

Dogma Schmogma song meanings
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