Hour Of Penance

Slaves of the evil ones
Victim on coward beings
Chancer of the neighbor!
Cursed – by all the preacheres
Blamed – by the decievers
You servants doomed
To an existance of pain
Shapped – by filthy churchmen
Raped– during the childhood
Vileness protected by
The mother church!
Unaware – prisoners
Powerless – wrestler
Fights the enemy inside
Digging deep
Struggling for existance
In quest of the way
To be finally safe
Purifing the earth
With the sharpest knife
Left alone in the
Hard battle of inner war
To clean thier soul from the dirt of falseness!
Catched hold of few human doubts,
Last hopes remained
To clean their minds
From the world of the decievers
Twisted moralty passed off as right
False commandments influence