| «Dearly beloved brethren, we are gathered here this night
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| In the sight of our redeemer and our saviour Jesus Christ
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| With his divine permission we this mission shall fulfill
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| And together on unholy paths deliver us from evil…»
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| Force-fed on religion from the day I took my name
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| Branded as a player in their superstitious game
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| The preacher’s words were frightful tools which I remember well
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| «Repent ye sinners now or you will surely burn in Hell»
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| The pleasures and sensations and temptations of the flesh
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| Damned my heart with guilt thus I was driven to confess
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| On bended knees I bowed and prayed to save my mortal soul
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| To rid me of corruption and depravity untold
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| Deliver us from evil
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| No angelic voice came singing
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| In my head was only ringing
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| The torment was no omen, either hell or heaven sent
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| The mocking peals of laughter were the sound of common sense
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| «Dearly beloved brethren, we are gathered here this night
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| In the sight of our redeemer and our saviour Jesus Christ
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| With his divine permission we this mission shall fulfill
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| And together on unholy paths deliver us from evil…»
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| Perhaps I’m being stubborn, perhaps it’s only pride
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| Perhaps belief within myself forbids belief outside
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| Perhaps one day I’ll see the light, disclaim this evil blight
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| Armed only with the gospel sword to fight the holy fight
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| Forgive my declination of your loathsome invitation
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| I shall seek not my salvation at the heart of your domain
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| I fear not intimidation of your threats of reprobation
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| Nor dread incineration should I worship not your name |