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I've found a solution for your hunger; |
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A new religion of disease. |
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This god won't take "no" for an answer. |
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This god prefers you on your knees. |
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There's an easy path to redemption. |
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All you have to do is pray. |
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He doesn't care how much you suffer |
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As long as you're silent, and obey. |
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And now you open wide to take communion, |
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And you bow your head in prayer. |
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He won't allow you to deviate. |
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He won't allow you up for air. |
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Such a bitter pill for you to swallow. |
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Many walk this path, and you must follow. |
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This ego that you have been stroking, |
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This conflict that you've been provoking, |
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It won't end until you are choking on your own god. |