Sinners on their chance to strike. willing to let die
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To reap the harvest of one's work, now it's time to crucify
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Crawling under lines of blama, in their hands they've got your fate
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Now we've lost the game of man, misjudged by laws we hate
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Shout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your pathetic
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Shout, let us hear your story, now that we haven't got a choice
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Shout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your pathetic
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Shout, let us hear your story, now that we haven't got a choice
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Lost Souls
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Holding on to an illusion based upon a tale
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The ladder's leading down to Hell, our souls are now for sale
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Weak and helpless on our knees we're looking at the sky
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Time will run, the blood will flow as life is passing by
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Shout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your pathetic
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Shout, let us hear your story, now that we haven't got a choice
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Shout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your pathetic
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Shout, let us hear your story, now that we haven't got a choice
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Lost Souls
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Truth won't be the same when one is born
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There's no reason in the world, but we are movin' on
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Cursed by the palm of God
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Bright - hope blinded eyes
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If everyone had a chose, religion would fade at dawn
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Lost Souls
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One day we will understand there are no winners in this race
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Caused by your religion thoughts, we'll vanish without a trace
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With one hand on the holy book, you're reaching for a gun
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Put your hands together, praise the lord for what he has done
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Shout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your pathetic
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Shout, let us hear your story, now that we haven't got a choice
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Shout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your pathetic
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Shout, let us hear your story, now that we haven't got a choice
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Truth won't be the same when one is born
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There's no reason in the world, but we are movin' on
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Cursed by the palm of God
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Bright - hope blinded eyes
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If everyone had a chose, religion would fade at dawn
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Lost Souls
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[Kristian]
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