Four Percent Of Hate by Nomad
Show me these crowds who personify your sacred thought!
Show me that liberation which was supposed to come
together with your death!
I see black clouds of the ignorance
I touch black flames of fear
I tear apart black chains of suffering
I don't fear this sacred taboo anymore
I no longer fear this ban
I won't let the fear to keep me in prison.
I am a blasphemer
I am proud of myself
I am a human
I am the anger of revenge
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