Lyrics:

Ernest hemingway once wrote: 'the world is a fine place and worth figthing
for.' - 'i agree with the second part...'
i try to be a modern, god- following honesty
i try to be a modern god that lives in dignity
but there is still this aching thorn
moral mistakes that are inborn
i know them all somehow...
ohh, what a feeling that i am dealing
i know your seven sins need seven allies
ohh, what a feeling that i am dealing
i know your seven gods need seven more lies
lies... seven lies
i cannot be a modern god living on bleeding knees
i cannot be, a modern god without divine release
my soul feels so unreal and torn
human mistakes that are inborn
i know them all somehow...
i know the ruleless rule gods and others
your heaven knows not what i have been through
a virtue for ages, they began to close the circle
declaring doubt to be a sin
i never wanted what i never needed
pointing your weakness to confirm my beliefs
beginning to see that sinning is a part that makes us human
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