| No use to pray, there’s no one listening
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| I will die anyway
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| Some say I’ve killed, some call me Satan
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| Now my blood must be spilled
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| I’m sentenced for crimes I did not commit
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| I’ll pay with my blood, is this really it?
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| Creations of God?
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| No way!
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| Burn your crosses, make way for science
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| Christ has only caused death and violence
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| Burn your crosses and make way for yourself
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| Put faith in mother earth
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| Don’t call his name, don’t trust in others
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| Bishops fighting for fame
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| Torture in vain. |
| I won’t surrender
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| Purified by pain
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| Mankind’s great mistake was to create God
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| Creation of man. |
| Excuse to spill blood
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| Creations of God?
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| No way!
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| Burn your crosses, make way for science
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| Christ has only caused death and violence
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| Burn your crosses and make way for yourself
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| Put faith in mother earth
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| No use to pray, there’s no one listening
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| I will die anyway
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| Leaving this place the end is near now
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| Dying ain’t no disgrace
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| My last night alive has come to an end
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| Death once I feared, but now it’s my friend
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| Creation of God?
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| No way!
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| Burned my crosses, make way for science
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| Christ will only cause death and violence
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| Burned my crosses and made way for myself
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| In mother earth I trust
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| Now burn! |