Dead Star -

Withering fire

Devours the martyr

Heretic

Who’s mouth is sealed

Blinded mind wasted life

Arrogance

Heresy blasphemy

My sentence

Fear… I see your fear

More… than I feel

I will speak with imprisoned tongue

Spit through fire my wicked words

There’s no place for your god

In the universe' perfect code

Your god is always hiding beyond

Into darkness of the unknown

We are made of dead stars

Born in an incendiary blast

Dead star shines

Above me

It’s charred corpse

My soul is free

Ashes rise to the sky

Full of ghosts

Fire wind dispels

My last words

I will speak with imprisoned tongue

Spit through fire my wicked words

There’s no place for your god

In the universe' perfect code

Your god is always hiding beyond

Into darkness of the unknown

We are made of dead stars

Born in an incendiary blast

Burn!

Fear and terror spreads

Blind leading the blind

But I sow the seeds

To refute lies

I woke up

I don’t die

Disappear

Into the light