Posslust Lyrics

Born in this world of tragedies,
I was taught to worship a protector,
A certain white-beard man
Who creates and rules everything

When this world was so unknown,
I submitted obeying that "almighty" entity...
Hoping I'll inherit kingdoms of joy...
Even if my young soul was black.

Yet my eyes begin to open there...
Where teardrops of tragedies were fallen,
I summoned God for the last time!
But absence was risen embodied in injustice!

Hatred winds of fury surrounded me,
Until one last force finally revealed!
A force of lust always there starving...
Inside all of us, in the shape of knowledge!

People use to call this lust a demon...
The same people who still worship a lie!
But even so, this demon is real!
Revealing us an infinitive Universe!

Yes, I'll rather prefer the hard way!
Because skies are not my limit!
A lust of being possessed ...
With pure and infinite knowledge!
Posslust!!!