From One Rebel to Another Songtext
von Glorior Belli

Impious visions that madly set me free
To transgress The biding laws of god
Driven by a lring melody
I depart with haste from this poor world


Down in a mine of which the walls
Are made of stars and dead gods bones,
I spread my thoughts as black as soot,
Till prospecting all the trasures,
From one rebel to another

Lost in a field in which the crops
Have roots in lies and sordid plots,
I spread my seeds as wild as weed,
Till harvesting all the answers,
From one rebel to another

When the time comes we will gather
And break the spells of the demiurge,
Many a man, shall ride with me,
Who never had thought horns to see.