Heathens

The preachers cry and politicians implore
They curse what happens
Behind closed doors
They say you're destined
To burn in hell
For the love you chose
It's all too well

Blasphemous heathens march down these broken streets
Because you tried to tell us who should be inside our sheets
What bathrooms to use and what our roles in this life should be
We won't submit to your filthy love regime

They make these rules based on their lives
They want you to hide all your strife
Dress in their clothes, play with their toys
Don't deviate or you'll be destroyed

Your way of life will always be too much
For those who are scared of belief
In one's true self, in our real hearts
In love against its counterparts

If you want to be free
You will burn for eternity
You will hurt for your right to be seen
They will curse your everything
If you want to be free
You will burn for eternity
You will hurt for your right to be seen
They will curse your everything

Blasphemous heathens march down these broken streets
Because you tried to tell us who should be inside our sheets
What bathrooms to use and what our roles in this life should be
We won't submit to your filthy love regime

You will burn with me no matter who you sleep with
So why do you want to deem
Who are heathens and whos free
From hellfire eternity
Won't you just burn with me



Credits
Writer(s): Austin Kennah
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