Redeemed Through Hate - Grave

Starved through years of worship and sin

My dark side of life

As my hunger grows my faith declines

Lust for flesh stronger than god

Perished through years of divinity

Love to you is hate for me

Raised to obey their fairytales — unquestionably

Ridden with fear and whipped with words about sinners fate

As my true self emerges violently

Lust for god through blasphemy

Blessed by the words of the fellow flock

«Praise the newborn son!»

But my faith is stronger than flesh and blood

Death to you means life for me

Revelling in sin amongst a pile of dead

Piled against their idol on his cross of shame

Darkness growing closer

My fear is gone as death arrives

Hatred growing stronger

My dreams are real

Now forever I shall burn

Piled against their idol on his cross of shame