A God In My Own Being

Alone I levitate to face the gods
I confront the holy ones
Spitting and screaming I curse them all
I deny those to rule once more

Nothing have you done for me
Your morals feed my disbelief

By beheading the useless gods of nothing
I am a god in my own being

Alone I suffocate their holy laws
I violate their words of lies
Alone I inhale their hopes and dreams
And all their servants shall kneel before me

The god of the angry grows strong in my heart
I praise myself and observe my mind
Strong am I to oppose the insane
One and all they are to be impaled

Nothing have you done for me
Your morals feed my disbelief

By beheading the useless gods of nothing
I am a god in my own being