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No use to pray, there's no one listening |
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I will die anyway |
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Some say I've killed, some call me Satan |
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Now my blood must be spilled |
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I'm sentenced for crimes I did not commit |
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I'll pay with my blood, is this really it? |
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Creations of God? |
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No way! |
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Burn your crosses, make way for science |
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Christ has only caused death and violence |
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Burn your crosses and make way for yourself |
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Put faith in Mother Earth |
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Don't call his name, don't trust in others |
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Bishops fighting for fame |
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Torture in vain, I won't surrender |
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Purified by pain |
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Mankind's great mistake was to create God |
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Creation of man, excuse to spill blood |
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Creations of God? |
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No way! |
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Burn your crosses, make way for science |
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Christ has only caused death and violence |
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Burn your crosses and make way for yourself |
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Put faith in Mother Earth |
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No use to pray, there's no one listening |
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I will die anyway |
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Leaving this place, the end is near now |
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Dying ain't no disgrace |
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My last night alive has come to an end |
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Death once I feared, but now it's my friend |
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Creations of God? |
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No way! |
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Burned my crosses, made way for science |
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Christ will only cause death and violence |
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Burned my crosses and made way for myself |
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In Mother Earth I trust |
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Now burn! |