Natural Born Philosopher lyrics

Without sin I can't make religion
As without sin there's no whoredom
And when in my heart god becomes a harlot
I shall sin, sin, sin again
("...every world has its space
Every life has its time
Every mass has its god
Every god has his guillotine... ")

To possess thy mother I desire not
Nay, to slay thy father neither
'tis thy god I yearn to kill
Thus reigning universal

With my beak I wanna peck at his face
And from ye golden cups divine blood drink
Trespass borders which do not exist
I wanna be born, grow and rise again

And become! become you unity!
Be all and nothing equally -
Dust ov universe and its essence -
And look attentively
Every star is a stone
In the cosmic pavement on which step you
And your oddysey has no beginning
And never look to far, you fool!
'cause it has no f*ckin' end!
By nails tear this thin membrane
Show me ye eye ov revenge
Spit out half dead foetus out-consciousness
Long live the man!
To god - quick death!
(your god is dead now...)