the thinking mans enemy is religion...the mindless brutes force us to believe. they see no reason, they feel no remorse for the nonbelievers, and they say we are the heretics, arrogant knaves. they contour there god to fit what they want as if god were a clay statue. looming over the horizon smiting the sinners.
be what you want to be and not what they want you to be. they can burn in their own hell. i shall just float away into the nothingness. and i shall live my life without the chains of humanity weighing me down
the thinking mans enemy is religion...the mindless brutes force us to believe. they see no reason, they feel no remorse for the nonbelievers, and they say we are the heretics, arrogant knaves. they contour there god to fit what they want as if god were a clay statue. looming over the horizon smiting the sinners.
be what you want to be and not what they want you to be. they can burn in their own hell. i shall just float away into the nothingness. and i shall live my life without the chains of humanity weighing me down
i have said my peace..good day