You don’t have to go with any crowd
Blindly believe what your forefathers vowed
Don’t have to forsake your rationality, for a vague tale of immortality

You don't have to say no magic spells, blindly repeat what the majority tells
Don't have to partake in the incantation with a promise of your salvation

You don’t have to sell your soul to me
It’s only you that you can be
You don’t have to bow to any master, that could end in disaster


Some believers give their hearts – some that of others
A gift to the gods – of their brothers
They gather all the souls that they can buy - and kill the others

You don’t have to believe – to be free
Just open your eyes – and see
You don’t have to belong – and pay your dues, to know - what's true

You don’t have to sell your soul to me
It’s only you that you can be
You don’t have to bow to any master – that could end in a disaster
You don't have to – if you don't want to

You don’t have to sell your soul to me
It’s only you that you can be
You don’t have to bow to any master
That could end in a disaster

You don’t have to count no beads, don’t have to get on your knees
You don’t have to chant all day, You don’t have no dues to pay
You don’t have to kiss no ring of the man in gold that throne’s like a king
You don’t have to have no holy water, You don’t have to call no stranger father
You don’t have to nail someone to the wall
You don’t have to hear some stranger’s call
You don’t have to make a solemn face as you walk into a holy place
You don’t have to kill no unbelievers
You’re twisted by your own god’s deceivers
You don’t have to listen to me, you can sell your soul or be free