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And still, you venerate what has brought you down; kneeling for salvation |
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Still waiting for someone to save yourself from Hell |
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Still waiting for holy answers from a human mouth |
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And only pain you harvest |
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You harvest pain |
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Don't turn the other... |
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Don't turn the other cheek to the man dressed in the white and covered in the people's blood |
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Still waiting for holy answers from a human mouth |
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And only pain you harvest |
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You harvest fears and hate, your daily prayer, your daily sin |
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Now you can die free of guilt, free of guilt... |
