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Get down on your knees and pray |
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Clasp your hands and start to play |
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It's time to be born again |
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Don't go to mass |
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It's a sin |
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Confess your evil to the man |
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He'll do everything he can |
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Don't go to mass, you'll go to hell |
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We'll all be there, it'll be swell |
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Telling you the way |
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So you don't perish |
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You won't survive |
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You're being sucked up into the magical church |
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This way, this way |
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It's too late, you're addicted |
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The mind control yourself |
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Kick that bottle right off the shelf |
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The word drop now |
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Spiritual |
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Laws Spiritual |
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Laws Go burn our |
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Rosaries Holly water makes me bleed |
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Attach that cross to right to my head |
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It may burn, but it won't be dead |
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It's such a game |
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Seen better shows, on my |
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TV They say the world is winding up |
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Satan's fire is burning up |
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They all be holding their breath |
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You'll die just like the rest |
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Nowhere to run and hide |
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Try to get away, you'll be fine |
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You've only got one chance left |
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On your knees, sip that wine, chew the wafer |
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Everything's blank |
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Am I alive or dead |
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People screaming, can |
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I be dreaming |
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Am I confused |
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I can't tell whether this is heaven...or hell |
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Won't they live, and the sound of a silver bell |
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Up on my feet |
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I think it's over now |
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The air is stiff |
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The smell of death is everywhere |
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It's all around |
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But I won't submit to death |
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You can go with the rest of the world it's all death |
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Even good will pump yourself |
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Can't take your money with you boys |
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Let'em go with out their toys |
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Up or down it's just a job |
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You have that new grave hero |
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Filling the pew |
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Go ahead and tell me |
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Tell me the truth |
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It's time to congregate |
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The mindless sheep, don't be late |
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Fill the rooms, fill the halls |
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You'll be slammed up to the walls |
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Close your minds like fools |
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Tanning outside daddy's pool |
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Can people dig their own grave |
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They are ready, now their slave |
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It's time to congregate |
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The mindless sheep, don't be late |
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Fill the rooms, fill the halls |
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You'll be slammed up to the walls |
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Close your minds like fools |
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Tanning outside your daddy's pool |
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Come dig their own grave |
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They are now without their slave |
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Spiritual |
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Laws, no way |
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I want to see |
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Christ today |
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Spiritual |
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Laws, no way |
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I want to see |
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Christ today |
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Spiritual |
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Laws, no way |
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I want to see |
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Christ today |
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Spiritual law, no way |
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Spiritual law |