Tarantula

I've made my peace and my war

My passions raises circles of hell

My sins have a life of their own

But I won't remained condemned

I rewrote the gospels on your backs

And profaned our holy ground

Thirsty, forsaken, mistaken

But I won't remained condemned

I'm not less hungry than you

I'm not less lethal, less feral

Less delirious in a revenge fantasy

Nothing will make this less severe

Until we fall on our bruised knees

Praying for all this to end

I won't remain condemned

I've shed my skin like a tarantula

I've told the truth through lies

Honored my threats of liberty

Broke free from every religion

But I won't remained condemned

Pity and fear are great companies

To dance with in boundless dark

As both the pain and the inflicter

I won't remained condemned

The venom or the medicine

Whatever I am got deep under

your skin

And I know you'll never be

the same and neither I am

I won't remain condemned