| I was born with a mortal sin
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| I remember the same old story
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| Since I have memory
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| I’m guilty beyond my will.
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| My will…
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| In the name of the cross
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| I have learned that I should be sorry
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| With blind faith I must pay the price
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| Every day of my life.
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| You tried to cloud my eyes with shame, I know
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| Until I understood that guilt is control.
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| Without fear… Now I am facing your truth…
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| Faith or Hell!
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| Without fear… Now I am facing your truth…
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| Faith or Hell!
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| From the fraud of the creed
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| To the promise of hell or heaven
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| Herd of lambs, put to sleep
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| To the hum of the deadened verse.
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| I’d rather sink my feet in burning oil
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| «the mind is the true cage»… That, I’ve learned on my own.
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| Without fear… Now I am facing your truth…
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| Faith or Hell!
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| Without fear… Now I am facing your truth…
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| Faith or Hell!
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| Right or wrong aren’t to be read from an aging book…
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| Better have blank pages and my life to write.
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| Faith or Hell!
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| Without fear… Now I am facing your truth…
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| Faith or Hell!
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| Without fear… Now I am facing your truth…
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| Faith or Hell!
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| Faith or Hell! |