[R. Hubert, R. Hubert]
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Blind by science, stained by blood
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You look down to this global cage
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filled up with misery and pain
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(presented as) a coffin for your punishment
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While the religion gives the sense
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in praying to an imperfect might
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Accepting the mutilated
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bodies of little babies
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as payment for the luxury of
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a so called real and poor church
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Somewhere they lost the meaning
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twisted it never seeing
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there's no justification
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for this runaway creation
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Nothing is true and nothing is false
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while no one can build or destroy
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worlds in less than seven days
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Nothing is gained and nothing is lost
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It's all a game that has no rules
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Reality is insepted by
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reality so all we see is
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created by electron waves
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that flow out of a living screen
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The truth is portrayted just like a show
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where hate rules all the winners take nothing
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While a hypocritical humanity
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sends frozen kisses to a
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tortured people lawn-mowing
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the endless mind of
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different thoughts projected
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by clean white coats in a
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castle of science no one
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can control and what's more
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Nothing is true and nothing is false
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while one can build or destroy
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worlds in less than seven days
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Nothing is gained and nothing is lost
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It's all a game that has no rules
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played by men and won by fools
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Sphere Eclipse
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