You want me to remain silent, shrug my shoulders at true faith. You want me to deny my maker, spit heresy in his face but I won't, I won't take part in your hellbound games. I won't, I won't have my portion in the flames. I won't stand among the heathens still pretending that I'm kingdom bound. You're using the blood of the martyrs to jack off to your own reflection. I won't let you lead me into burning flesh and God's rejection. I wouldn't think twice about saving face. I won't deny him with no remorse.