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Close your eyes and just ignore |
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all that is wrong with your beliefs |
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What better way to be devout? |
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Hammer down the innocent minds |
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of those trusting boys and girls, |
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And shut the door on your way out |
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You think to build a master faith |
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on torture and pain? |
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No room for logic or debate, |
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in God's domain? |
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Hide your young away and |
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teach them only what you know to be |
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God's honest truth in vast supply |
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What you teach is so implausible, |
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You cannot trust the world |
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to not convince them otherwise |
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How pitiful this land of yours |
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Where free thought is feared |
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And make you isolate |
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and force your children to revere |
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Close your eyes and just ignore |
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all that is wrong with your beliefs |
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What better way to be devout? |
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Hammer down the innocent minds |
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of those trusting boys and girls, |
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And shut the door on your way out |
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No one will stand in the way of your bastard parade |
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But the hateful and fearing will come to your aid |
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Even the youngest have a place in your crusade |
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There is no defiance there when you invade |
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You think to build the master faith on torture and pain? |
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With indoctrination the true God will reign |
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No room for logic or debate, in your domain. |