I don't believe in your laws - I don't need them at all
I don't believe in your gods - coz they make me look small
No hoary falsehood shall be truth to me
I don't need yer printed idols - can't you see?
To the north - I raise my voice
To the south - I show a sign
To the east - I beckon!
To the west - I shout!
For I stand forth to challenge yer god
Lo & behold - all this is fraud
No cult or dogma shall camp my pen
Before none of your false prophets do I bend (down)
To the north - I raise my voice
To the south - I show a sign
To the east - I beckon!
To the west - I shout!
To the north - I raise my voice
To the south - I show a sign
To the east - I beckon!
To the west - I shout!
Gods & laws & slave-made morals
Gods & laws & slave-made morals
Gods & laws & slave-made morals
Gods & laws & slave-made morals
I don't believe in your laws - I don't need them at all
I don't believe in your gods - coz they make me look small
No hoary falsehood shall be truth to me
I don't need yer printed idols - can't you see?
To the north - I raise my voice
To the south - I show a sign
To the east - I beckon!
To the west - I shout!
