| I don’t know your followers are so deceived
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| Into believing that a god like you could exist
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| Dictated through the tales and mortal gods
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| I see right through all of your pathetic lies
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| I envision this holy land
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| Smothered by your deceit
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| You give false promises to the ones who believe
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| Feeding off the fear of the helpless and weak
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| In search of hope, and a more fulfilled life
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| The blind sheep threatened if they don’t follow your
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| Ways
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| Belief in your god is something I could never conceive
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| I envision this holy land
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| Soiled by your greed
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| Grieving and pleading to eternally rest in your
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| Presence
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| You turn your back on those that call you their savior
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| Realizing this long ago, for I am no fool
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| Your golden gates tarnished through your selfish reign
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| I envision this holy land
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| Corroding day by day
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| In death’s hour
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| They will see
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| Their lives were wasted
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| Dreaming of a heaven
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| A false description that showed to be untrue
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| I envision this holy land
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| Smothered with your deceit
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| I envision this holy land
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| Soiled by your greed |