Texty: Gather. Chained To Weakness.

Living a life dictated by faith alone, never questioning the validity of this morality; how much does this really benefit you or the world that surrounds you? This faith leads you to fear your god. Wouldn't you rather follow your desires than cower, impotent before an angry man in the sky that you aren't even sure exists? Paralyzed by fear, directed by your "duty" - submit today, hold out for a reward that will never come, willful slavery that stretches to eternity is this the heaven that awaits you? I renounce your sacrifice of will for conscious ignorance. I will turn my back on your blindness and open my eyes to a life that could be our heaven if we'd recognize the fires burning in our hearts. I'll tear down the holy towers - Unleash flames to cleanse your corrupt morality - Erase these lies from memory and leap into a world where we're the gods of our destiny