| So much wealth, so much to say
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| So man lives, are kept at bay
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| Your hold is tight upon the weak and dispossessed
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| Centuries of our enslavement have enabled you to flourish
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| Your influence is selfish as you line your halls in fold
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| With regal houses more of greed than of God your truth is shown
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| So much fire, so much zeal
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| So much opulence, that you can’t feel
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| The apathy you’ve shown the world as you hide behind your «Son»
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| You show a face of great concern while you look the other way
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| The foundations you were built upon are nothing more than lies
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| The remnants of your glory days, now just markers for your grave
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| Watch them all die for you
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| Skin them alive with passion
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| Take all their lives for you
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| Raping the world forever
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| Ignore the cries, ignore the pleas
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| What’s good for you is not for them
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| Let them suffer, let them die
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| There’s always souls you’ll need to save |