Spaeth/Kraeutner
look around and you can see
the blind trust in a higher power
maker of your destiny
a helper in your final hour
they put this faith into your brain
long before you asked for it
you never questioned it again
you obey a holy leader
my mind is my own
words are hypnotic
better i stay a god damned heretic
only to serve
is not heroic
better i stay a god damned heretic (to you)
with great stories they took care
you act according to their plans
promises were what you needed
so they freed you from your sins
they got you under control
treat you like a stupid pupped
you think you serve the holy one
is there a dream, you will forget it
my mind is my own…
you run helpless through the world
transfigured look in smiling faces
religion’s not the same as god
do not serch in the wrong places
caught in a lie, deceived and sold
devotion until self-destruction
it is just a sacred business
a dirty game with all your fears