I stand on contemplation Of a faith that rules the world The countless faces of the millions Waiting for an idea So here's my final idea As my sins become my fears Damn me to hell for my dis-belief Now i'll seek redemption Transparent tall stories Put anger in my chest Lines of blood that fill my heart Much stronger than the rest Though I do belive in chances Lord knows i've taken mine No I don't belive in heaven Least not till the day I die Won't believe till I see it I won't... I won't be damned This is a final idea As my sins become my fears Damn me for my dis-belief Now I seek redemption Sinners seek acceptance From a higher cause I live for myself and me It's the faith that suits me more No I don't belive in heaven Not till the day I die Until I find my own faith I'll keep singing These are all a lie