Gone with the River - Triddana

I was born with a mortal sin

I remember the same old story

Since I have memory

I’m guilty beyond my will.

My will…

In the name of the cross

I have learned that I should be sorry

With blind faith I must pay the price

Every day of my life.

You tried to cloud my eyes with shame, I know

Until I understood that guilt is control.

Without fear… Now I am facing your truth…

Faith or Hell!

Without fear… Now I am facing your truth…

Faith or Hell!

From the fraud of the creed

To the promise of hell or heaven

Herd of lambs, put to sleep

To the hum of the deadened verse.

I’d rather sink my feet in burning oil

«the mind is the true cage»… That, I’ve learned on my own.

Without fear… Now I am facing your truth…

Faith or Hell!

Without fear… Now I am facing your truth…

Faith or Hell!

Right or wrong aren’t to be read from an aging book…

Better have blank pages and my life to write.

Faith or Hell!

Without fear… Now I am facing your truth…

Faith or Hell!

Without fear… Now I am facing your truth…

Faith or Hell!

Faith or Hell!