Invented by the human mind
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Not knowing what was real
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What sort of god lets people die?
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Yet still to him you kneel
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Only hypocrites and sinners
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Feel they have something to gain
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And the old, torn and afflicted
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Think that he can heal their pain
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What is wrong, why can't these people see?
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Ask yourself is it truth or blasphemy?
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You will find you cannot face adversity
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No more time, such insecurity
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Born again your conscience clear
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You give your life to him
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Renounce those who are faithless
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Contentment lies within
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Worship what you cannot see
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Small minds you can distort
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Force fed with false ideals
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Why believe what you are taught?
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What is wrong, why can't these people see?
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Ask yourself is it truth or blasphemy?
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You will find you cannot face adversity
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No more time, such insecurity
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So book in hand you stand and preach
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Telling us to repent
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Something about a promised land
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Or eternal torment
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Could this be your vocation
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Or another mistake
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Just deny provocation
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>From this nightmare you'll awake
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What is wrong, why can't these people see?
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Ask yourself is it truth or blasphemy?
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You will find you cannot face adversity
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No more time, such insecurity
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False Ideals
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Xentrix |