Apostasyn Lyrics

Witness of the all

Come forth and testify

Woman of the cult

It's time to

Set your priest on fire

I turned my back on the oppressor

And replaced him with a lesser one.

The mild breeze of hope -

It cut me down

The neurons are still hooked

on Apostasyn, the holy drug

As long as I don't quit

It only substitutes

Speaker of the gospel

Reset your frequency

Writer of the word

It's time to

Draw the line

I turned my back on the oppressor

And replaced him with a lesser one

A mild breeze of hope -

It cut me down

The neurons are still hooked

On Apostasyn, the holy drug

As long as I don't quit

It only substitutes

Metatron on Methadone

Diluted and shaken solutions won't help!

Exing the bottle of anti-prayotics

The church still fondles my pineal gland

Metaconmen of the overworld

Guarded by cops in a shit state of mind

The overall madness will burn itself down

But hear me out

Don't leave me out!