Come to the Roots
I invoke fallen gods
They are tired of lauds
With a church organ ablaze
Freemen dancing in the muggy haze
Caged gargoyles
Amongst the pages of a cursed bible
They broke free
They formed a circle
And they burned the liars
The shadows of unending night
People are attracted to the fire
People are seduced by free thought
People are breaking their chains with religion
People are breaking their chains with religion
Come to the fire
Come to the roots
Feel the sweat on your skin
Repression is the only sin
Come to the fire
Come to the roots
They broke free
Guilt
Fear
Obedience
Submission
Guilt
Fear
Obedience
Submission
Come to the fire
Come to the roots
God is an invention
Church is a gambling house
And a state creation
Come to the fire
Come to the roots
Feel the sweat on your skin
Repression is the only sin
Come to the fire
Come to the roots
God is an invention
Church is a gambling house
And a state creation
Come to the fire
Come to the roots
Feel the sweat on your skin
Repression is the only sin
Come to the fire
Come to the roots
God is an invention
Church is a gambling house
And a state creation
Come to the fire
Come to the roots
Feel the sweat on your skin
Repression is the only sin
They are tired of lauds
With a church organ ablaze
Freemen dancing in the muggy haze
Caged gargoyles
Amongst the pages of a cursed bible
They broke free
They formed a circle
And they burned the liars
The shadows of unending night
People are attracted to the fire
People are seduced by free thought
People are breaking their chains with religion
People are breaking their chains with religion
Come to the fire
Come to the roots
Feel the sweat on your skin
Repression is the only sin
Come to the fire
Come to the roots
They broke free
Guilt
Fear
Obedience
Submission
Guilt
Fear
Obedience
Submission
Come to the fire
Come to the roots
God is an invention
Church is a gambling house
And a state creation
Come to the fire
Come to the roots
Feel the sweat on your skin
Repression is the only sin
Come to the fire
Come to the roots
God is an invention
Church is a gambling house
And a state creation
Come to the fire
Come to the roots
Feel the sweat on your skin
Repression is the only sin
Come to the fire
Come to the roots
God is an invention
Church is a gambling house
And a state creation
Come to the fire
Come to the roots
Feel the sweat on your skin
Repression is the only sin
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Writer(s): Fernando Rodriguez Sendon
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