Victims Of Internal Decay - Under the Sun

Well, I don't want no Jesus freak to tell me what it's all about,
No black magician telling me to cut my soul out,
Don't believe in violence; I don't even believe in peace
I've opened the door now my mind's been (release/relieved)

Well, I don't want no preacher telling me about the god in the sky,
No, I don't want no one to tell me where I'm gonna go when I die
I wanna live my life I don't want people telling me what to do
I just believe in myself, 'cos no one else is true

Ev'ry day just comes and goes
Life is one long overdose
People drive to ruination
I can see through their frustration

People hiding their real faces,
Each one running their rat races
Behind each flow'r there grows a weed
in their world of make-believe