Lyrics Passion of the Weak - Grave

Born into strict policy
To serve and worship his name
Forged in Christianity
To never understand free will
Locked inside you struggle to understand
Is this my destiny?
Seeing daily life with the parish eyes
To please and praise his word
Passion of the Weak
Imprisoned mind, beaten and scorned
Passion and holy seed
Breeding the cult for the end of days
Sunday mass to sing his praise
Or face his wrath
Let the children come to me
Sublime supremacy, sickening beliefs
Locked inside you struggle to praise his word
Is this my destiny?
Living daily life with the parish lies
Dawn of rebirth, come to me
Passion of the Weak
Imprisoned mind, beaten and scorned
Passion and holy seed
Breeding the cult for the end of days
Locked inside you struggle to understand
To please and praise his word