| Find a maddened hypocritic holy man to heed
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| Hear only the words that you want to
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| Deny that you are led by a psychotic need
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| To destroy anything that offends you
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| Pay the price of freedom
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| Leave three thousand lying dead upon our streets
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| Use our freedoms to strike at our core
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| Rejoice in the results of your desperate killing spree
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| Object when we react will all out war
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| As warplanes fly above
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| And tanks roll through your flattened homes
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| You wonder how you could be so misled
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| Hear survivors grieve
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| And listen to the wounded moan
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| Next time try a peaveful approach instead |