Gospel from a Heaven

I'm not an atheist
but I'll be an atheist for you
My holy brother,
you turn our temple into a tomb

I am no believer,
but I'll be faithful, I'll be true
Sweet little sister
To protect the seeds in your womb

I gave you my hand
but you handed me a gun
Man, you taught me like a son
I believe no longer in you
I do what I do
I've lost your point of view
I believe no longer in you
Man, your children know it too

Well, I'm not a faschist
But I'll be a faschist for you
You're hollowed and radical
I'll break the spell of your taboos

I'm not a colour
But I'll be any colour for you
Skinhead, redneck, clean cut, hick
To rob you of the fear you made your rule

I gave you my hand
Man, you handed me a gun
You drilled me like a son
I believe no longer in you
I do what I do
I've lost your point of view
I believe no longer in you
Your children know it too