Angels of Atheism
We are heaven sent
We are heralds of progression
To lay the old world low
Skeptic and unbent
Devoid of meaningless confessions
With wings that made for war
You will not reap what we have sown
With civilization at peril, as it's tearing itself apart
Leaving us wondering, wondering how it will come to an end
When ignorance is so viral, treated as if it's some kind of art
Diminish the grandeur by knowing, by knowing it never was grand
Religion is a flaw
And it comes in all shapes and sizes
All man-made gods we scorn
Uphold Sharia law
And witness calamity rising
Because where books are being burned
A lesson is never learned
With civilization at peril, as it's tearing itself apart
Leaving us wondering, wondering how it will come to an end
When ignorance is so viral, treated as if it's some kind of art
Diminish the grandeur by knowing, by knowing it never was grand
Scriptures from algorithms
The angels of Atheism
This depth of old deceptions
We will bring to the sword
And thus, when Atlas shrugs
We shall take back this world
With civilization at peril, as it's tearing itself apart
Leaving us wondering, wondering how it will come to an end
When ignorance is so viral, treated as if it's some kind of art
Diminish the grandeur by knowing, by knowing it never was grand
We are heralds of progression
To lay the old world low
Skeptic and unbent
Devoid of meaningless confessions
With wings that made for war
You will not reap what we have sown
With civilization at peril, as it's tearing itself apart
Leaving us wondering, wondering how it will come to an end
When ignorance is so viral, treated as if it's some kind of art
Diminish the grandeur by knowing, by knowing it never was grand
Religion is a flaw
And it comes in all shapes and sizes
All man-made gods we scorn
Uphold Sharia law
And witness calamity rising
Because where books are being burned
A lesson is never learned
With civilization at peril, as it's tearing itself apart
Leaving us wondering, wondering how it will come to an end
When ignorance is so viral, treated as if it's some kind of art
Diminish the grandeur by knowing, by knowing it never was grand
Scriptures from algorithms
The angels of Atheism
This depth of old deceptions
We will bring to the sword
And thus, when Atlas shrugs
We shall take back this world
With civilization at peril, as it's tearing itself apart
Leaving us wondering, wondering how it will come to an end
When ignorance is so viral, treated as if it's some kind of art
Diminish the grandeur by knowing, by knowing it never was grand
Credits
Writer(s): Dima Kogan, Iftah Levy, Michiel Rutten, Yotam Avni
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