I donât want your saviorsâ¦donât want to share their painI donât want to follow you if youâre going to pass the blameDon’t want your petty morals, your ignorance, your shameWe can debate it all in heavenâ¦donât worry, I paid.Fire, brimstone, pious rageAll you sinner be afraidTomorrowâ¦is judgment dayBut Iâm not one for pearly gatesIâll simply molder in my graveMy soulâ¦was never yours to saveYou canât make me betterWe donât see eye to eyeDonât want your chains and fettersLIVE FREE OR DIEYou canât make me betterWe donât see eye to eyeDonât want your chains and fettersLIVE FREE OR DIEStanding at the edge of the worldA chorus sings out, so desperate to be heardBut the voices were many, all in disarraySo I lent my voice and was quickly swept awayFire, brimstone, pious rageAll you sinner be afraidTomorrowâ¦is judgment dayBut Iâm not one for pearly gatesIâll simply molder in my graveMy soulâ¦was never yours to takeYou canât make me betterWe donât see eye to eyeDonât want your chains and fettersLIVE FREE OR DIEYou canât make me betterWe donât see eye to eyeDonât want your chains and fettersLIVE FREE OR DIE