| One by one, the young will fall, indoctrinating process growing
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| Some too weak to fight at all, who controls their future?
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| God above, or God below, questions that no one can answer
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| Live the truth, or die to know, it’s my agnostic vision
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| Jews killing Muslims, and Christians killing Jews
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| The circle is unending, and all sides always lose
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| If faith is blind devotion, then death is the result
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| When history is rotten, the young and pure grow dead and cold
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| I don’t need a book for saving, fellowship or days of praying
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| Organizing means dilution, and results in persecution
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| Through it all I keep a vision, understand what I believe in
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| Truth is not the faith you follow, it’s far more than you can ever know
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| Religion, the burden we carry forth
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| Mankind, addicted--the drug spreads on
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| Paranoia eats all reason, driving their crusading mission
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| Zealotry from Rome to Mecca, millions more become infected
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| God cannot be mass-projected, or beaten out through forced confessions
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| It’s for all of us to ponder, not for dogma’s chains to hold us down
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| Wake up and put the past where it belongs, just beat them back till they are
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| gone
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| Their doctrines lead to misery, they’re prophets preaching fantasy
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| How can they hold themselves above the rest?
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| From holy birth to martyr’s death, the moral quest for life beyond,
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| It’s just a pipe dream for the paranoid
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| The empty words of holy books will mislead all those that read
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| Buried in the lines of text are the myths that feed their needs
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| Born from flesh, just like all earth down below
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| Which came from a life form we can never know
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| Pray for a world that only God above can save?
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| The church is the reason why they’ve lost their way
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| Crusades and Inquisitions, holy wars, Jihad
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| They are the willing victims of a grand facade
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| Above it all, the lies are told. |
| The masses follow without question
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| First to die, or last to go, I know my convictions
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| Flesh and blood, and spirit life, the trinity of my perception
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| Dead awake, or sleeping dead, we will find out in the end |