| Do you know tomorrow is made of lies?
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| Take a sip of truth before they read your rights, tonight
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| Think you’ve got the answers?
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| They made 'em up, made you clean enough for the Neo-Christ
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| Well, Isn’t that nice?
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| They talked about the deities
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| And the sacrificial obscurities
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| For the sake of life
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| Do you find the rationale divine?
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| Make a pentagram for the God of light
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| You know everybody dies alone
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| You know everybody dies alone
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| You know that they’re using mind control
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| You know everybody dies alone
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| Lead a life luxurious, then they took it all
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| Make a new living as a Succubus, void of lust
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| They’ll tell you what pleasure is
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| If your leisure time’s spent drinking wine
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| Being such a lush, there’s no rush
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| Aliens form pickett lines
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| For their wicked shrines
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| Cast in plastic beneath a retail sign
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| Do you find the rationale divine?
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| Burn it to the ground for the God of light
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| You know everybody dies alone
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| You know everybody dies alone
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| You know that they’re using mind control
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| You know everybody dies alone
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| You know everybody dies alone
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| You know everybody dies alone
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| You know that they’re using mind control
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| You know everybody dies alone |