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Trust me when I tell you about the when and how

No one would commit self-sacrifice for thou

You are the last of a primitive breed

I loathe the disclosure and insertion you always need

Few things, I think the world could do without:

Religion, racism and stupidity no doubt

If you would be gone, troubles would be none

Many hearts would still be beating, WTC would still be standing

If I’ll burn your church you’ll know the price of free speech

You’re Slaves to your own gods

You simply just personify weakness

Spreading it with lies

Why do you just pray for all your troubles to go away and die, why don’t you try to stand up and fight?