Sacred Mother Tongue - A Final Idea

I Stand In Contemplation Of A Faith That Rules The World The Countless Faces Of The Millions Waiting For An Idea So Here’s My Final Idea As My Sins Become My Fears Damn Me To Hell For My Dis-Belief Now I’ll Seek Redemption Transparent Tall Stories Put Anger In My Chest Lines Of Blood That Fill My Heart Much Stronger Than The Rest Though I Do Beleive In Chances Lord Knows I’ve Taken Mine No I Don’t Believe In Heaven Least Not Till The Day I Die This Is My Final Idea As My Sins Become My Fears Damn Me For My Dis-Beleif Now I Seek Redemption Sinners Seek Acceptance From A Higher Cause I Live For Myself And Me It’s The Faith That Suits Me More No I Don’t Beleive In Heaven Not Till The Day I Die Untill I Find My Own Faith I’ll Keep Singing These Are All A Lie