| Close your eyes and just ignore
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| All that is wrong with your beliefs
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| What better way to be devout?
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| Hammer down the innocent minds
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| Of those trusting boys and girls
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| And shut the door on your way out
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| You think to build a master faith
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| On torture and pain?
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| No room for logic or debate
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| In God’s domain?
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| Hide your young away and
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| Teach them only what you know to be
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| God’s honest truth in vast supply
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| What you teach is so implausible
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| You cannot trust the world
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| To not convince them otherwise
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| How pitiful this land of yours
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| Where free thought is feared
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| And make you isolate
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| And force your children to revere
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| Close your eyes and just ignore
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| All that is wrong with your beliefs
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| What better way to be devout?
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| Hammer down the innocent minds
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| Of those trusting boys and girls
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| And shut the door on your way out
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| No one will stand in the way of your bastard parade
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| But the hateful and fearing will come to your aid
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| Even the youngest have a place in your crusade
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| There is no defiance there when you invade
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| You think to build the master faith on torture and pain?
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| With indoctrination the true God will reign
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| No room for logic or debate, in your domain |