| Tell man, which is the faith you profess
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| Which is the pope you confess
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| You know I’m merciful with you
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| For I’m sure you’ll tell me the truth
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| Who’s the one that misled you
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| Believe me I’ll pardon you
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| We know where, when and with whom you were
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| But my pity is useless
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| Indeed I fought for your wellness
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| You know I’ve got nothing to loose — watch out
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| Lash is already on your back
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| I want your soul to be free
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| Oh man eat, the bread of sorrow
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| Drink the water of tribulation
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| Dig and dig… to exhume the remains
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| Celebrate holy stake
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| To wrest his confession I will place
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| By his side a good Christian — and then
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| His friend that will be my partner
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| You’ll get much more than begged mercy…
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| For each penance and torture
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| For the sinner are Grace!
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| Oh man eat, the bread of sorrow
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| Drink the water of tribulation
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| Dig and dig… to exhume the remains
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| Celebrate holy stake |