| It’s time to be born again
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| Don’t talk about sex that’s a sin
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| Confess your evils to the man
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| He’ll do everything he can
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| Don’t go mass you’ll go to hell
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| We’ll all be there it’ll be swell
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| Pulling your lives
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| With such lies
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| Weak don’t survive
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| We’re being sucked up
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| Into the vacuum culture
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| This way this way
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| It’s too late
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| Your addicted
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| Come on control yourself
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| Snatch that bottle off the shelve
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| You’re trapped now with spiritual law
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| Spiritual law
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| Fiddle with your rosaries
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| Holy water only makes me bleed
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| Touch that cross to my head
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| It may burn but I won’t be dead
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| To burn your rosaries
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| To burn it all
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| Death to us all
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| It is time to concentrate the mindless sheep
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| Don’t be late, you’ll be slammed, you’ll be mauled
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| You’ll be thrown into the walls
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| Everybody thinks it’s cool
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| Tanning outside Daddy’s pool
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| I think it’s way too late
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| Time to regenerate
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| Your hurt infractions you know it
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| It’s not too late it’s not too late
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| Your hurt infractions you know it
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| There’s one chance left
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| Get on your knees drink the wine
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| Chew the wafer
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| People screaming can I be dreaming
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| Is this the truth I can’t tell
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| Whether this is heaven or hell
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| Wolfbane and the sound of a silver bell
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| The air is thick
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| The smell of death is everywhere
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| It’s all around
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| But I won’t submit to death
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| You can go with the
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| Man don’t lie why do they cry
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| Ruling your lives
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| With such lies
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| Weak won’t survive
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| It is time to concentrate the mindless sheep
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| Don’t be late you’ll be slammed, you’ll be mauled
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| You’ll be thrown into the walls
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| Everybody thinks it’s cool
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| Tanning outside daddy’s pool
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| I think it’s way too late
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| Time to regenerate
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| You’re hurt infractions you know it
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| It’s not too late it’s not too late
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| Your hurt infractions you know it
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| It’s not too late
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| Spiritual law
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| No way
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| I want to see Christ today |