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We'll cut you down to size |
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There is a woman burning at the center square |
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Raven black eyes and long let out hair |
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Screaming, while cloaked vultures holier-than-thou |
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Circle and glare at sweat drops on pale skin like satin |
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And as the raging flames work her into cinder |
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Said in their defence: |
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Stupidity and ignorance, prejudice and intolerance |
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All sound so much wiser when dressed up in Latin |
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Life will never be the same |
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I have a bigger world since I found God |
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I found God |
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Truth will never be the same |
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I'm in a righter mind since I found God |
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I found God |
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I found |
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Mrs Modern Mother Mary, all pale and weary |
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From raising her overweight kids in the outskirts of Suburbia |
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On a nice christian gender based salary |
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And a church she can merely attend |
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And there on the flip-side of Caucasia we see |
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Miss Modern Mary Magdalene gone Deep Throat |
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On international cabel TV |
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So you keep talking about progress and equality |
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But to me, the crusade is still on my friend |
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Silly me who always thought life was for the living |
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And giving in to lust was all to give and to be given |
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Life will never be the same |
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I have a better view since I found God |
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I found God |
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Guilt will never be the same |
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I'm on a higher ground since I found God |
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I found God |
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I found God |
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Life will never be the same |
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I have a better view now |
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There's always someone else to blame |
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I'm on the winning team now |
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Death will never be the same |
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I'm in the faster lane now |
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No more am I the one to blame |
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I have a juster cause now |
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Love will never be the same |
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Lust will never be the same |
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Shame will never be the same |
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I will never be the same |
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And |
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You will never be the same |
