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Prophets of an undisplayed faith |
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Put crowns of thorns on the heads if the feebles |
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Enclosures for rational thought |
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The unique hope |
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To deny the deceivers |
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Blessed shall be by concreteness the |
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Wicked minds |
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As it'll be blown away all |
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Distortions by a wind of right |
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Fed shall be with knowledges |
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The human kind |
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Till it'll be shown, to every one it's empiric life |
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Slaves on fabrications |
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Survive in the gloom of |
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Lie aiming a false salvation |
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All that you believe is what they created |
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To give the last hope of infinity and you |
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Waste your existence |
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In a useless redemption |
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There's no heaven for the dead |
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Chaining your forces they live a |
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Condition of idleness and earthly |
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Paradise |
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While you are dependent on what they invented, |
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A puppet moved by falsely sacred wires |
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Truth mystification |
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Shrouded on the human |
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Sight hiding their low corruption |
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Victims of a unjustified fear |
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Spread in the minds |
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With their insidious methods |
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Obscuring all the ways of truth |
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The unique god, to adore |
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To believe in |
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Dry as the desert sand is the mind of the ones |
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That forever serve |
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Where the knowledge stream |
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Has drained away by the hypnotic warmth of |
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Ignorance that stuns the men, |
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Lost among the dunes sentenced to the bitter end... |
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Dead before the decease |
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Controlled robbed of your |
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Will reduced to a silent servant |
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All that you believe is what they |
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Created to give the last hope of infinity and |
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To waste your existence |
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In a useless redemption |
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There's no heaven for the dead |
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Chaining your forces they live |
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A condition of idleness |
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And earthly paradise while you are |
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Dependent on what they invented, |
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A puppet moved by falsely sacred wires |
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Sick of unknown disease |
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Hold by the tentacles of the |
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Dread condemned |
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To a slavish-existence |
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Blessed shall be by concreteness |
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The wicked minds |
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As it'll be blown away all distortions |
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By a wind of right |
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Fed shall be with knowledges the human kind |
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Till it'll be shown, to everyone it's empiric life |
