Dogma

Black rain falls on my skin
What can wash away our sin?
Would you die for a lie?
Never ask the reasons why
Cold wind blows on my face
Will this bring a new disgrace?
Would you die for a lie?
Never ask the reasons why
Symmetrical illusion, the mark of the divine intervention
Waiting for something that will never come
And their holy words burn inside my head
No light, no hope, no compromise!
What about faith? Don’t mind
The fire in the eyes
Is all about faith just lies?
Pure visions in the skies