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Figures of Religion that preach to society, standing upright and tall |
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Screaming from the pulpit on Sunday morning |
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To save you from the fall |
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Can you hear them? |
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Can you see them? |
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Don't believe them; don't believe what they say! |
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Tales of heaven and life everlasting fear of the eternal fire, |
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Preaching lies of death and damnation, |
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Whilst lifting themselves ever higher. |
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Can you hear them? |
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Can you see them? |
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Don't believe them; don't believe what they say! |
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Death will come to even the righteous only the good die young. |
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So live your life the way that you want to, |
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Don't let them think they've won! |
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Can you hear them? |
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Can you see them? |
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Don't believe them don't believe what they say! |
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Unlock their minds and read their desires, |
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See them in a different light. |
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Pious figures reverently mumbling |
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But where did they spend last night? |
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They're creatures of the night, |
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They're creatures of the shadows, |
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That haunts the dark recesses of your mind, |
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They turn you from the light to live in a nightmare |
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Into souls that are mentally blind! |
