[Ostby / Khan]

God bless the

preaciers and bishops
who say that
heaven heals

but what rites would
give you salvation
if they 've $$#igned

your way
who'd think, who'd
find, who'd change

I leave belief to
believers
Those who indulge

in words

Let my dreams unfurl

leave my pure desire

I have no god

to rely on
'cause I am all I need
compared to a life in

submission
I do prefer my sins
I seek, may find,

may change
I feel no guilt


No confession will
ever reach my lips


Let my dreams unfurl
leave my pure desire


I'll temper justice
for mercy
'cause they are blind

to see
that god's the power
within me

the power to prevail
belief, betrayal, be true
belief, betrayal, be true

I'm no one's god-
damn prodigal son


Let my dreams unfurl
leave my pure desire
this is my decision