Ashes Of Your Past Beliefs

Wake up, mankind
How did you fall so down?
Selling your life to a higher power futile thing
There is no creator, no savior, no god, no sense of it all

Everything is an illusion, we are just a piece of material on a floating cell
Imagine what is universe is impossible
We will never know what actually is universe
Because there's always something beyond, a limit, a boundary, infinite is impossible

Everything you think, say, or designate
Are creations of the organic matter we are
So all these things do not exist, you do not exist
We're not so different from any other matter
'Cause we're there without being there
Somewhere, lost in the vast unknown
Ashes of your past beliefs

What has been able to create such a thing? Oh no certainly not god
He is also an invention to hide the truth that we do not know
Hazard? Random cannot exists without an initial something
So what was there before this dark immensity?
Nothing? Impossible, because nothingness cannot exist without nothing

We're all the same
No higher power
No savior, no creator
No answers, no sense
No freedom, no truth, no eternity
No time, no life, no death, no existence

By the simple fact that nothing exists
Everything is just an illusion of what we think we know

Amen